Lyrics:
can you speak that?
You need to sneak back to the drawing board Jack...
The Ripper, down with my zipper
You get paid to be a Moe Dee tipster
Tryna knock
tomorrow of golden fate!
It goes on and on in plastic world!
I'm Down this darkest roads!
There is No heroes! Only ghosts!
Drifting away
We're going
and watchin' NASCAR
So don't let another minute pass you by
Just do what Larry does
Say Lord, I apologize
Get up off your lazy ass
This world is turnin' mighty
off no I ain't fumbling
Keep a shooter by my side cause it get real sticky
Seen a lot of homicides shit get real gritty
Let them hollows hit his spine
would you do If everything burns in desire?
Cause everything is coming down
To an end
(In a world set on fire
As we watch the city burn
With a faithfull
Spinning upside down
Been doing that for many moons now
The world is spinning upside down
So who cares?
That the world is spinning upside down
Who
everything
We will survive necessarily by any means
Let no man ever hold you down or supress you
It's the 90's the police just arrest you
Disrespect you
In my grave down below
Hell's fire starts to glow
My prayers have now been heard
By my lord, my god, master Lucifer
There is no life or birth
will bring confession
Your mouth will tell me i'm wrong
Your eyes will bring confession
Is this the end of your world?
Now he's down, he's seeking
Texas grill, Cadillacs through Miami then back
To London, Jamaica, then France
The whole damn world took effect to Ferg, tell 'em
Lay back, slow down
and dogs run free
Oh baby, it's time to leave
Take the van and the hearse down to New Orleans
Leave under the gaze of the billboard queens
Five-foot
The way you hold me it's so wild and sweet
And Sonny say we will, go walking down by the ocean
Cause the night can get so still, and lovers they can get
Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter
irregular
Why debate on a phone? I'm solar cellular
Escobar 600
You just a crumb inside a world where the rich run it
Curriculum of a mathologist
Deep
Feelin' low I'm feeling drained
Weight of this world is crushing my brain
I try to run I try to hide
But these demons they won't subside
Feelin' low
And that's why the law is laid down
You know what I'm sayin'?
From Fiend to N.O. to Chi, Twista
Pimp run it now
Now to my hustlaz slangin' cain
I said
yet be young, but I'm turning to grey.
I will but find comfort within a sweet dream
where down by a willow's roots springs a clear stream.
The waters
will fight to the end
One mind to bow down to as master
In a body of suffering pain
Tortured and beaten, by roaches they're eaten
Living a nightmare,
run away
Like love was tainted
Yeah the flow is tight
I spit it right
Your gonna have to deal with it
Acquiesce to the idea
I've got appeal with it
Stay
your right, but it's not righteous if it's wrong
When the world came crashing down around us all
Looked around and saw the writing on the wall
Sirens
once you get in your head you'll be crushed by dread
Coping slowly coping surely fallen down the path anxiety lead
Comfort and hope in a highlight reel
a sprit so fierce
We're in total control
Hell yeah brother
We're livin it up
In a world where the wild
Runs deep in our blood
Through the high's and low's
Lucid visions, relentless drive
In this clarity, I come alive
With eyes open, I now see
The world's truths and what could be
No longer bound by the veils
in front of them they can see
That they are living in a world
That's made of bullshit in the past
There was always the idea that you could turn
And run
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