Lyrics:
healthy in my life associate you with the lettuce
If i owe you love I'll be more like a debtor
If she wanna fuck i'mma hit her up and let her yeah
She
Head hanging down
Nursing a frown
Whenever
I let it
Painting the town
Penciling all my hours
It's comfortable
Keeping my hands
Tied so I
burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (agh)
It's the return
then I'm gonna crush ya
Could care less bout you bitch i know that you upset
Cant associate with you bitch you lost my trust
I'm one of a kind diamond in
fades away.
A hint of heartache in its place.
Gone is the time when I could survive
Nursing on a sweet naivety,
Waiting for you.
But I'll still hold
reform,
And religious reform/Hideous in form.
Arrah, why, says you, couldn't he manage it?
I'll go bail, me fine dairyman darling,
Like the bumping
it right back
Shooting at the car in front of me
Tryna catch the enemy
Do not associate with me
Yea everybody be hating me
Black and blue on flag
We
A quarter ‘till five in the morning
A challenge is in my mind
I’ll never let you down
I cannot fail
A sudden force, a sudden fierceness, a shot
it together
You made me have to foot through the weather
In the storm with no raincoat
I don't only speak on me, I speak upon the kids in the same
associates it's essential
This game is full of
Envy so you gotta
Watch ya steps ain't
Got no trust left
In me so I
Gotta watch my back
Got my mind all
Over
at my chain
Bossing up bossing up no aint
No fucking up cop a new boat
I be fucking up bitch I be raised
In the summer time bitch you
Ain't shit see my
Sometimes it's a shot of whiskey nursing a broken heart
And sometimes it's coffee 'cause last night you played too hard
Cold Coca Cola
and he's good news,
But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues
In High, High So-,
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
He's got the blues
and he's good news,
But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues
In High, High So-,
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
He's got the blues
"She`s number four"
"There`s number three just by the door"
Those in the know, don`t even flatter her,
They go one better
"She was selling speedboats
and he's good news,
But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues
In High, High So-,
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
He's got the blues
Now pushing 40
Living in Cleveland
Reciting headlines
Donates to Oxfam
Working at green earth
He tries to guilt her
"No functioning adult should own
associates friends
I’ll lose it all
I’ll lose it all
I’ll lose it all
It’s evil in the world and I want it to be gone
Dream that I’m in prison, I just want
to the States
In the hood by sticks and drums like this Long and McQuade
Getting punished by my parents, yelling "This a mistake"
In the jail, didn't change me,
Caught the doe
Now im mappin it out
You turned ya back in a drought
This what passion about
Killin tracks and shows
Associates still trappin it out
I be in my thoughts I swear I aint in my feelings
Hard to explain cause I swear that you don't get it
I aint mean to get attached the plan was to hit
He grew up in some forgotten midwest town
His mama raised him well
Barely getting by, but he'd be okay
As far as he could tell
Oh, the plant in
We walk
To the brujo's door
Along a path of river stone
Women with their nursing children
Seated on the floor
We join the fevers
And the broken
Keep two eyes on my associates
And a third on those who I call my best friend
When I pay attention
I see true intentions
In tension
Are you sure you
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