Lyrics:
his stomach knots,
A greasy beard, and a sandal tan,
I dreamt that Paul came back,
And he’s living down by the railroad tracks,
In love with
aggressive, heavy metal shit (Fuck!)
Bitch, I know how to scream properly (Yeah)
I see you in shock, your throat has a knot
You can't talk, you
through the Agg-town
Starting our romance
Had to take her to eat and break some bread
Now she's a good girl
That's what my mamma said
But it's in my head
face and name
And without her all I face is pain so no doubt I will slowly go insane
By thinking of the wonderful ways that her grace and beauty once
with a money knot
Stop tryna spread out all them twenties you ain't got the guap
You Broke!
Said you ain't got the cheese
Twenty-sixteen the True Man
you choose
Stakes up for nothing, you lose
Cross your arms, pull a pout
Shine by the two's and fuck you
Also
Righteous enigmatic sketches tell
"[John Cena]
We keep it hoppin like the cars with the shocks
We spittin heat on your block
We new to the game, but runnin the spot
Numbin your knot
can't get along
I got problems that shit obvious
Stubborn like a rope with a knot in it
I got problems that I can't finish
Old situations I ain't
the knot"
But you should be happily wrapped up with me
It took me 'til right now but I finally see
So why don't you meet me one night
At our old spot
We keep it hoppin' like the cars with the shocks
We spittin' heat on your block
We new to the game, but runnin' the spot
Numbin' your knot with
as Hip-Hop rocks to the break of dawn
Don't nobody leave til six in the morn'
And they all come home like the "Children of the Corn"
Just here to make
Pangaea
(KeyKool)
It all began together
before we ever ran together
before we ever took a stand together
we understand that whether or not
we tether a knot
to where I live and get torn apart quick
It takes just a second of thought to get a knot or shot
Or get caught by a rock or be taught
The rules
finally got his props
We can box rhyme for knots and see who got the biggest glocks
It don't matter cause I can withstand
I got no hair on my chest but I'm
the world's worst accident
I am the girl anachronism
And you can tell
By the red in my eyes
And the bruises on my thighs
And the knots in my hair
embracing)
Omnipresent endless knot
The architect of every thought
Through the prison walls made by your design
A chameleon hides behind Orwellian eyes
tell 'em hold on
I'm waiting between worlds
He was looking at a pale sun rise
Thinking back on the time gone by
How he loved and he laughed and he cried
I am eaten by a fear
Tough I'd like to say I'm not
If you were to disappear
I would tie myself a knot
May I never break a heart
Like I know I have
I can’t complain
I’m not going crazy, just feeling a little drained
“No” doesn’t mean I hate you
My car is shaken by the wind
Will I make it, I guess
Uh, that's right
Uh, know what it is
I remember mix-tape exclusive, no-name producers
You wasn't hot till you sold by all boosters
Run up in
some style by taking glances
Red snapper, taken apart, put back together
Plated on some bok choy, fine fish platters forever (Yo!)
Same routine,
them in their
Bruised-seeping abdomen's in a jar one by
(Have you seen them? Have
You seen them around?
I've heard them whispering in the
Dark somewhere
Loose ends tying me up in knots
Caught recirculating the same old thoughts
Can't catch a break for a goddamn minute
Wonder who's at the gates?
Snare well hidden for the litter mate.
Evaded all but one, one by one.
Eleven little litter mates
Annihilate.
Only Number Nine's not in sight
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