Lyrics:
talkin' stuff
In a violent room
Fighting with lovers past
I needed someone with a quicker wit than mine
Dorothy was fast
Well, I ordered, "Yeah, let
talkin' stuff
In a violent room
Fighting with lovers past
I needed someone with a quicker wit than mine
Dorothy was fast
Well, I ordered, "Yeah, let
talkin' stuff
In a violent room
Fighting with lovers past
I needed someone with a quicker wit than mine
Dorothy was fast
Well, I ordered, "Yeah, let me
tonight, I'm right by your side
We won't stop until the sun comes up
Let's go tonight, put your hand on mine
'Cause we're not forbidden tonight
We're not
a time to be alive
At one point
I would've traded mine
Probably to someone who would pay for mine
Cause I ain't have a taste for mine
Looking at the life
talkin' stuff
In a violent room
Fighting with lovers past
I needed someone with a quicker wit than mine
Dorothy was fast
Well, I ordered, "Yeah, let me get
What did you care?
etc. etc.
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Anything and everything can be so easily institutionalised,
A poor parody of itself. Itself contained by itself.
they're trapped in cold
Life's an oragmi box and I'm hidden within the fold
So when the yarn unravels, I won't be caught by surprise
And as society's
him
And he'd regret he stole
Songs that were mine
My temper flared and I told myself
An hour from now he wouldn't be alive
Then I ran to a pawn shop
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
on these bitches, it Kinda
Do hurt when I see that they low I'm Hurtin' myself by playin' the game
I'm murder myself by drinkin' again I'm tryna be free
who knows
So I would choose to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart
never be contentment for me
Unless your heart is mine
by backups>
Give me your sunny smile
This a ballad for the fallen angels in the sky
I know you may never be mine but that won't change a thing
I'm still holding on to that sliver of hope
the lifestyle of mine
No pal of mine
Runnin' with goons with knife wounds from jail time
Got the squad lookin' like tycoon, we all shine
While we parlay
ignore that death is the wages of sin
Some day we'll ride to the end of the trail and they'll bury us side by side
For your ma there'll be grief, for
dem close by
It is a yaad man ting and wi fearless (oh nah na nahh)
So pon di version
A lyrics mi spit upon di version
A king Beenie-man mi a di
don't be fussing.
I love it here but sometimes I hate it too be missing hella plays tryna lick and fuck on you.
Lil shawty raised by gangsters she don't
on (I was on)
All of mine (All of mine)
All the time (All the time)
Now my rhymes (Now - now my rhymes)
Caught up on (Okay yeah)
Straight up (Straight up)
that don't waste what goes by too fast
I'll remember to be grateful, even for the pain
That way I can truly transmute it into gain
That is my aim, my
Spent all my dough on my linens
Lack the melanin to be embellishing
Lyrical Ritalin Hellish and riddling
What the Hell is it
Just a middle man blessed by
be the best version of me
Mama don't you see
Honestly, this been my dream since 17
I'm Martin Luther King
With a global reach
But you can't kill
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Every one of them is mine
By the shout of "híe paî!"
Call me averter of evil: "Alexíkakos"
Coz I'm 'bout to be battlin'
The black beast with a bow
And I
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