Lyrics:
me closer
Til I am holy lost like the red bird
Set free by the Son
He leaves the ninety nine to find the one
And when I fall
Pick me up
You won't be
asleep at the wheel once. Never again.
Will you see me swerve
Drive by waves crashing at my feat. Marine Corp
Wash away my sins in the sea. 2 in the tub.
you're depressurized, you know that you better, get inside
When the waters rise
We can be alone
Hippie summer camp
Roll away that stone
Now you, stranded
lemme rub ya feet, so discrete, with mystique, I'm on your calendar for weeks!
Certain privileges were missed by the color of my skin
But my mind and my
No Doubt on the real son
Yeah yeah, yeah
Nam sayin'? Josh, Abel, Robyn
No doubt yeah, yeah, yeah
Doin’ it like this no doubt
I'm on my way out
People I'm Stone all the motherfuckin way
It's not what he was have wanted but my life is a play
A plague destined by tragedy every day I pray to God
Or I
They thought we was gone, (yeah)
We've always been right here…
Free Smoke, Free Smoke, Free Smoke
Hand it to ya there you go that's a pre-roll
That's
a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Caught a hot one, sprayin' you bitches 'til there is none
I'm like a Rolling Stone, homie, I got you under my thumb
Elton John or Lionel Richie
Call up my butler, get clothes washed by the maid
Ivory soap; this is clean; feel like Cascade
I count the bills, roll
thinkin' that you feel the same way
Or is it just my imagination that get runnin' away?
If you ready to ride, girl, c'mon, let's roll
G-5-5 fly, ma, let's
fills with black stone
Heart been attacked hard to unpack
I should have known the red flag
Far away (There is red flag)
Enough with white lie (There is
Rosetta Stone
Got one in the chamber
Cock it then I let it blow
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
But always speak your soul
Real men never bite their
a Rolling Stone
So Lord have mercy on his soul
Lord have mercy whichever way that he rolls
Too old to learn
Too dumb to know
It's a sin to turn your
It's the story of a rider of your boy behind the wheel
My first couple of times was in stolen automobiles
Doing it for the thrills, addicted to how
to do it
You got yourself into it, you blew it
You egomaniac, I'm a brainiac
You came back with a stone cold plain attack
Your rhymes are weak-wack, how
gon' be corrupt
Pullin' heat when he roll up and he killin' for the street that he throw up
Little nigga get killed by police, so what?
'Nother nigga
eap as t hey s ow We r eap as the y sow
I'm gonna kill your Father She sleeps with dark raven wings enfolded
Whil e Bacchus is to r n by the Nymphs
And you couldn't be hard if you wrote your rhymes with stone
Any criticism take it to the crib for some ism and twist em
I shine like ?pea-fogs? in
Woah oh all through the night nothin' to fear when Jesus the light
(Yeah yeah)
Roll them stones away I'm free my king is alive
Yeah my king is alive he
the flame of ever-life
(yours to breathe and breath the pain of living): living BE!
Here am I! Roll the stone away
From the dark into ever-day.
You're the son of that Indian scum
If you value your hide then you better abide
By the white man's rules here in Cherokee Bend.
Daddy didn't like
breathe in or breathe out
And you're drifting alone, losing control
And in an abyss of falling stone
Belcebú tears your soul
As the waves roll by, you sing
come they won't
I will bear your name
Carve each letter in stone
I will be your watchman
Steadfast and true
Until the ground gives way
And takes me too
run, run your hide away
run, run, sonny, run your hide away
run, run, sonny, run your hide away (you lied to me)
run, run, son, son, hide away
run, run,
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