Lyrics:
passion
Used to medicate to numb the pain we create
Now I levitate the love we inflate
Took my life to a better place
From a day that's gone, but forgotten
desperately think but its gone so abandon it
leave the page blank in the book right beside my bed
walking down the street have a think and im thunderstruck
not
persistence
Shootin missile after lyrical missile
Until your mind is blown like the whistle
On a steamship, driftin by on the horizon
A classic scene, but not
away but not forgotten,
And in every recollection,
That's where my affection strays.
I got a feeling so sentimental,
And I see a smile so gentle,
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some lines
That keeps you in
Why people
Fight? Why people cry?
Why are they ahead? Why
Are some not prepared?
Why am I living this way, isn't it unfair?
Good men gone bad, the bad
that you got
Stop you suck dick just to be with the haves over the have nots
This manifest flow shit gone make me have knots
Yo bitch gotta big booty
Its some shit that I did by myself
All alone and nobody cared
Going up and they can't accept
That nigga gone be a star
When he get on that beat its
through the media
Let the law run its course
Not a single soul believe him
But there's an old Swahili idiom that they teach us
Rather than say what will I
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some lines
That keeps you in
control
Don’t know what else to say
I’m feeling so far gone
But it’s just in my brain...
Forgotten so disdained
Why do I feel this way?
When... when... when
your drive is all gone and your still in the mud but the wheels ain’t even spinning cause your batteries done so
Get a jump get it jumpin bob ya head
Both know that it's true
I've seen your pictures
But they're not really you
I miss your talking
Been trying to walk it off but feeling blue
All
Tuesday, ain't had no news
I got them gone but not forgotten blues
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue
was nowhere about.
And here it is Tuesday, ain't had no news.
I got them gone but not forgotten blues.
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue.
checking me out
Long about Monday she was nowhere about
And here it is Tuesday, ain't had no news
I got them gone but not forgotten blues
She's long gone
like you two are havin' fun
But do you really know that stranger next to you
There's a wild side of him I could never tame
I'll bet he's forgotten
couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that are
Dried upon some line
That keeps you in the backroads
By
your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried up on some line
That keeps you in
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in
all over the place for the hardware
I was surprised to see them on the south side
but I stopped by ya moms homie she still cries
her baby boy was gone
claimed by the city
They covered it with tenement slums
For where we'd been left had never been blessed
And they dug down and built on our bones
But
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