Lyrics:
I be that schizo motherfucker
Walking with a shovel
Keep the bodies covered
Lurking with my brothers
Killers by the hundred
Bleed out my fucking eyes
momma,
Hope that don't get her down, down, down, down now
She's got small dreams,
Driven by the steady force of action
They're bigger than they seem,
But
know this video exists
That know Eric Dubay's name, that know that paleontologists can get riled up by this guy
They're now going to go look
His voice is
woman's washboard, son,
The slab is yours tonight
Townes is in the back lounge
With his hands in his pocket
Pulls out two dice and says, 'Let's get
enough naps
So sometimes they get bit by sudden sadness
A cloudy day filled with malaise
And though they're strong they need some kindness
Cause even
'Let's get at it'
Salina in the headlights, snake eyes on the floor,
Al drops another twenty, Pete heads for the door,
Springer's feeling lucky, sits
On a Dream boat through the cries of Christ, the closest feeling to flying with wings you will ever get
All skiing is great but everyone rates fresh powder
On a Dream boat through the cries of Christ
The closest feeling to flying with wings you will ever get
All skiing is great but everyone rates fresh powder
On a Dream boat through the cries of Christ, the closest feeling to flying with wings you will ever get
All skiing is great but everyone rates fresh powder
on a dream boat through the cries of Christ, the closest feeling to flying with wings you will ever get.
All skiing is great but everyone rates fresh powder
Meanwhile, Peter made a lasso out of the dental floss
and, carefully letting
it down, caught the Wolf by the tail and pulled with all his might.
Feeling
with weight
Escalade backin' up to the gate
Because of him, I get a brick off the face
We up in B-Town
Airbnb and he finna D me down
His exes want
Blink once, blink twice
Cause that'd get ya life snatched
Faster than a Tyson match
Pull up to the scene so fresh, so clean
In a 7-4 pound, with
I got the pack so I'm moving to tact nîgga relax don't get run down
Shot up his man's that's one down
Tried to run off by the gun sound
Niggas be
with the wrong vibe
Woke up on the wrong side
Drunk, get ripped, get ripped, get what
They love this nigga
Stay sober, ignore this nigga
Still can't
last one
Oh I miss it, connection comfort has passed and by me
Feeling homesick of my head now, wanna get out
Who was stuck home, with the lights down
When I was walking around
When I was climbing back down
(I had a feeling)
Thinking so much about breath
Holding a slice of your bread
I can tell you
a stream
I'm rowing, I'm rowing I'm rowing down a stream
They salvage what life givin'
Make the best with what I get
And I times that by ten
Then I times
friends
Saturday night the vibe's feeling right
I got my buddies , couple girls sittin' by my side
Two doors, four wheel drive
That's what gets me
a hundred bars or a hundred bricks
See me creeping down your block, better get low
Cause you or your family don't matter, Eddie Winslow
Out comes a rat, then
Every time she walk by, I can see in her eyes
Shawty be feeling my vibes, I be like there she go
Every time she walk by, every time she walk by
Every
a drive-by.
Niggas catchin' tantrums,because your girl's never safe around
The midnight phantom.
They predicted I'm-a fall,
They must be down with Michael
As the sun goes down, I'm gettin' dirty
Fall up and press a word get cleaned in a hurry
In my 77 Chevy, ass tight
Pull off cuttin' rubber, disappearin'
Get the skrilla, split it with yo nigga's
Rolling on jiggas bust some money
Down like a swisher
If my nigga down Imma' uplift him
Took a lotta' chances
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