Lyrics:
hood on flip, like on box-spring
Pissy Mack and shit, low old box of things
Strictly glassy shit, I hug the block like a quart of water
Shit I used
blessed trinity!
Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling
fast lane, with them eyeball glassy
And about the hour, him a heading to the money
Take your coughin baby, give the baby back to mommy
Peer gunshot,
glassy shoulder
The water going gray like me
There's nothing that I wanna do
No place I'm trying to reach
Only time is now more precious
all glassy
I've sung a duet with meself - nearly ruptured me throat
I've tried humming and hot drumming
I've broke ten guitars with me strumming
But it
warning sign,
Look at my hair, I like the design.
It's the truth, it's the truth.
Your glassy eyes and your open mouth
Take it easy, take it easy,
It's
for money, never for sex
Bullet in chest, baseball bat to the head
Left for dead
So, eyes wide and glassy
Speech, slowed and slurred
Lips
for money, never for sex
Bullet in chest, baseball bat to the head
Left for dead
So, eyes wide and glassy
Speech, slowed and slurred
Lips
*CHRISTINE*
I remember
there was mist...
swirling mist
upon a vast, glassy lake...
There were candles
all around,
and on the lake there
was a boat,
looking glassy
Charges dropped, these plaintiffs just wanna tax me
Secret service wanna see me driving taxis
Hug my attorney and then we do the money dance
hood on flip, like on box-spring
Pissy Mack and shit, low old box of things
Strictly glassy shit, I hug the block like a quart of water
Shit I used
the gas but I'm still seeing spies
Aching to get me
I can see them all through a glassy pair of eyes
Aching to get me
De Sade's gonna live in my mouth
Mayback, the roof all glassy
Level two vest on cause niggas wanna blast me
I'm a menace to society
That's what the judge said
My kinda money leave the DA
The Lady of Shalott.
And down the river’s dim expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance –
With a glassy countenance
Did she look
hood on flip, like on box-spring
Pissy Mack and shit, low old box of things
Strictly glassy shit, I hug the block like a quart of water
Shit I used
the river's dim expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance -
With a glassy countenance
Did she look to Camelot.
expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance -
With a glassy countenance
Did she look to Camelot.
And at the closing
Deep blue, glassy take
& swim 'til water & sky
Now are one, out of two
Oh, my bloodshot eyes
Open up your mouth
Touch your lips to mine
That we
Last time I saw you, you had dirt under your nails
Your eyes were glassy and you looked so pale
You said my life has become a livin' hell
Ain't
a glassy countenance
Did she look to Camelot.
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
THE LADY OF SHALOTT.
And down the river’s dim expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance –
With a glassy countenance
Did she look
of his ass, eyes is glassy
That's fucked, that's us, niggas know where to catch me
At 1-800 GET-AT-ME (get at me)
My, flow's, no holds barred, Holy
I remember there was mist
Swirling mist upon a vast glassy lake
There were candles all around, and on the lake there was a boat
And in the boat
I remember there was mist
Swirling mist upon a vast glassy lake
There were candles all around, and on the lake there was a boat
And in the boat
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