Lyrics:
buy books for the cool, colorful cover
I like smelling gasoline and getting burnt in the summer
Call up your Christian family and reconnect
Find some
Can't get up, but I'm up all night
I'm hiding under covers 'cause the end is nigh
Church is flooded with passers-by
But I'm just busy praying that
gates.
Your hands are freezing cold on my face,
Just like the winter snow that covers up this place.
It's what you wrote in the book's first page.
dropped more pounds then maternity wards
And got the gold chain from the gudda awards Yup!
We like that trunk knockin'
Roll by them ladies jockin'
We
gates.
Your hands are freezing cold on my face,
Just like the winter snow that covers up this place.
It's what you wrote in the book's first page.
churches
Come with me to the legendary land of Ali Baba
A place of genies and flying covers
Would you wish for rub a lamp
Take a chance
In the land
You'll twist and turn your spite
Till you drain the sane
Cover up your track's with lie's
Deceit hide's a smile
So tired of this false pretence
world where time stands
ooh so still
I remember but now it's time for peace
The world ain't no longer
Hello? Can anybody hear me?
It's in the hands
He is a the faker that sits by the river
Holding winged insects in front of his eyes
Face of the aged but feared they would wither
Living their
yishapech"
Translation:
...and the face of the land was dead...
Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed.
Seas cover the works
Why am I here why are you over there
At the other end of
I want you to know me only as
What I believe I am
And when I cover up my eyes
I can feel
and family behind pictures made her dirty movies far from clean did the things she thought she'd never do stepping-stones to glory spiral down to hell cover up
covers every mountain high)
Always
(Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea)
Always
(Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream)
Did
of the above, love, you fucked up
The fourth question's a question that's still in me
Who do y'all niggaz think that it was that killed Biggie?
A) Southside Crips
Throw the covers off my head
Shake my body out of bed
Stretch my arms up
And look out the window
Sun is rising
Birds are singing
I am
Yeah Lightwork
Look
We did Dubai in the summer
Heard that winters coming you should get into the covers
Haven’t seen the boys from back home and we
to life,
cuz thug life was callin and it was so right,
and I, think for a while that y'all was missin me,
sayin what happened to triple c,
I ain't heard shit
and unsure
But I've got the best friends in the world
You drove two hours back and forth
To hear me cover songs that suck
And honestly I'm the worst
Now she wanna get with him
Now they wanna get like him
Now she wanna get with him
Cover my essence protecting my energy
When I be fucking she calling me
sincere
Like Nas making his covers his face only thing they bear
But I'll leave the sentimental cuz this ain't the time or place
But I'll keep this joint
she nah tek ah bag ah man in her house (listen)
Doh judge ah book by di cover (listen)
Respect every girl like yuh madda
Some ah dem ah devil dawg, me
Can’t judge a book by its cover
But your words need translation
Maybe some illustration
I shouldn’t have replied but
My phone wasn’t on silent
And I
a button in the shit
And watch the hoes go different
Man listen rags cover my ngga lips
You gotta be waiting till 4: 50
Y’all know me
Pull a bullet
Pull
on the track like sci-fi
Weed so loud, it smell like a drive-by
Got a thick mixed bitch call her Mai Tai
Got a chinky eyed bitch cookin' fried rice
And I
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