Lyrics:
dies in the name of grave mistakes
That we all make
Believe that we're getting by treating ourselves wrong
Throw me a reindeer John letter party
im no longer in school
Coolest people that i know, yeah they say im cool
Thank you god by brendan thats a really good song
Went to bryce embrys house
This is all
Mind body soul
9 shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread
shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is
And Max Roach, cymbals socking
Bass drum talking, snare drum rocking
Restructuring the metaphysics of a jazz thing
John Coltrane, a man supreme
He was
music as a platform to deal with his pain
Cause therapy's expensive for a black man
Started writing mad songs at the back of math class, it was calculated
really is another side, I seen his mother cry
I just wanna know where he went when my cousin died
That last step, then it's yo debt, yo last breath
Then
about me
Dear white people, you should take a course about me
'Cause, is it the law, ding a ling four-finger ring?
The sciences and the arts, the songs
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
tranquil
(I'm) getting shots - girl, I drank too, get these shots, every angle
John Lennon, Kurt Cobain too, living legend, you're a lame dude
You's a last
hallelujahs
John pointed at the ripples in the glass
Notice how stillness never lasts
The calmest of my life was at that pond
So lay me down by the Zebco
i'll catch you, mama gone bless you
Like the last song them prayers won't help ya
This call of duty, & the bus just left ya
T's yo last stop yo last
Lyin' About The Blues
Words: Dennis Johnson, Music: Jeff Walker, Steve Turner and Chris Cawte
This song was never recorded by us, but ended up
at the hourglass, how long can this power last
Longer than my song but he already fell
He likes to eat hearty, party
Be like John Gotti, and drive a Maserati
at the hourglass, how long can this power last
Longer than my song but he already fell
He likes to eat hearty, party
Be like John Gotti, and drive a Maserati
"America?" repeated the man
As he passed me the last of the cans of gasoline
Sunday: played baseball and built a church
Custer's death on the evening news
I wrote in this song
Dedicated to my mom
Lately been tripping and thinking that my life is gone
Asking myself where is John
It's been unfortunate,
Iyami aladura, ori oke n'oti m'emi wa
I drop a song make you go download am fast fast
God spoke to Abraham palemo sharp sharp
Ibawi dun when you see
Say a prayer for the ones we leave behind, say a prayer for us all
Come take my hand now and hold on tight
Take one last look at that wall
Think
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
the boys by my side
You gone hear us loud cuz we keep the sideline LIT
Yeah we bleed silver and blue and I'm hopin' you do too
because when the squad gets
In the book of John the Bible talks about
That John was just a servant
That he was a servant of one who was to come that was greater
And so he said
a parade, cultural centers, and to stop getting played
They invaded more than just our privacy, frightfully, as John Henrik Clarke, even blind, He Could
See
Last song on the ep i gotta do the most
Typing lyrics in my phone as if i'm taking notes
I share snippets, the reactions say i'm getting close
You
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