Lyrics:
Fatality, reality, await the final call
My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it
Skeletons in my mind commence tearing at my sanity
your soul in the air
The sun in its glare
There's no way I'll fly alone
it's all about
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The people would point, the people would stare
I'll always be here to protect you and to cut down on the glare
I know
and
The nights were long and cold and scary,
Can we live through February?
You know I think Christmas was a long red glare,
Shot up like a warning; we gave
'Cause if a rapper ever goes too far man
I start to screamin on MC's like Tarzan
So witness the glare when I appear
None'll compare, so take a seat
of the desert
The sun blooms
Awake
Into the glare of all out little wars
Who pray to return to salute
The coming and dying of the moon
Oh sleeping sun
Not young not old
A long hollow glare
His breath had stopped
No hearts beat there
Is this a man
Should I believe hidden power
They all wondered why
My
Cause if a rapper ever goes too far man
I start to screamin' on MC's like Tarzan
So witness the glare when I appear
None'll compare, so take a seat in
thee be spied by dragon-glare
It'll show not mercy, it is said
But devour thee and leave thee for dead, woo
Gila, Gila, Gila
Gila, Gila, Gila
here, then where?
If he's not here, then where?
When she found it there in the cold, blue glare
The words distressed and unfamiliar
Where
Here we go'..|Alright'.||Flat-bill forward sittin off the shore and that sun's as hot as Tabasco|Coastas killin that glare while I sip and stare
ONCE I LIVED MY LIFE IN THE GLARE OF GLORY
ALONE ON THE STAGE, JUST A SONG AND A STORY
I DRANK THE WINE-COLORED STARRY NIGHT
AND FELL FROM THE SKY IN
get out and vote
Get up, get out and vote
Get up, get out and vote
The rockets' red glare
Something's rotten in the air
Equality is more than
I swallowed my sandwich and picked up her boots
She turned just like an actress, a glare came my way
I said what's the matter, what have I done
on the lip, they, hey
Or maybe it's the glare from the lice on the kit
Or the ice on they wrist they stare
Shit, listen I ain't get the manager but I don't
the glare
In the Malay States there are hats like plates which the Britishers won't wear
At twelve noon the natives swoon and no further work is done
But
and wardrobes and all
Don't you hate
Those full of hot air
They need their warfare
To deflate 'em
Animals beware
Knives and forks that glare
Never
wearing links
As I prepare a drink
Glare and think how I got the whole new york wearing pink
Girls they stare and wink, how I flare the mink
Drop the top
Airplanes
Take you away again
Are you flying
Above where we live
Then I look up a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night
I'm
get 'em gear, in the house we fresh
Not that you care, just get it clear and think
One glare and wink, everyone wearin' pink
I'm the reason that ya two
glare pollutes the air,
And we swear that it can't happen here
And we'll never be there
We got the right to know, which means
We got the right
Feel that salt in the air, almost there
Got that wind in my hair, Ray-Ban glare
Hear that song we love on the radio (song we love on the radio)
Light up the place just like the sun in your face
You gon' need a pair of shades
To block all the glare
Sparklers high in the air, just to be perfectly
liquor in despair, gang signs in the air
I shine in spaces where time is just a glare
Hold the mic like a memory
Niggas say I'm nice wit metaphors but
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