Lyrics:
a grassy trail
Wasn't your first love a very precious time?
Time and now they've got me trying to define
In later life how much her love means to me
And it
nose
I'm goals (goals)
Take a shot, from the grassy knoll
I can school you with the Drako
This ain't Degrassi, though
Under siege feel like Waco
training in the grassy fatigues
Picking niggas off by the Red Sea
And did it all for Ghost, sniffin' on caffeine
O'er grassy dale, and lowland scene
Come see, come hear, the English Scheme.
The lower-class, want brass, bad chests, scrounge fags.
The clever
cried, oh, man
I feel it, yes, I feel it I do
It's been revealed to me down deep in my soul
There were two shooters on the grassy knoll
We never walked
'Bout to pack a bowl but we ain't tryna bake a casserole
Looking at the globe from up high, shots fired
Like Kennedy was riding by the Grassy Knoll
I
me sick
And I can't get out
Out the window there's a view
Grassy hills and flowers too
Lovers of the chosen few
So maybe me and you
An old
fingers played with grassy moss, as limber you did lie
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air
Your feet played games with
And I'd seen them go with dispairing hearts and tear dimmed eyes
And now in later days as I stroll along
The grassy footpaths to the old country churchyard
green like the
Other side of Bill Bixby (Don't stop)
When he gets mean, think fast 'fore I blast
Hoes like Grassy Knoll
Went from scraggly old clothes
from the doctor
Fingers fiddelin' the puss
She looks like an Octa
Fresh off the pole, hanging from her hook
I'm in her Grassy Knoll to hit
Just
Flying high above the clouds
We lay in the grassy meadow
The earth was like a pillow
For our dreams
Trials never entered into any
Flying high above the clouds
We lay in the grassy meadow
The earth was like a pillow
For our dreams
Trials never
deep
And cruising deserts mad heavy
Into salt treats
I'm the taste in Bush's mouth, nasty
Afghanistan missions
Gun training in the grassy fatigues
supply
It's time that we
It's time that we
Make a space in our hearts
And open our eyes
Where are all the grassy hilltops
Clean air to breathe
eyes on gangsters
With hot gaping spaces
Hands full of aces, pockets on swole
Glassy-eyed aiming from my own grassy knoll
Leave JFK’s head just a big
Her eyes were green as grassy pools
Looking right at me,
And her hair was red and grown with leaves
Just like an autumn tree
She moved her tiny
some of you
So many things that can't be true
On the grassy beachy head
On the cliff where you were laid
The curve, the hill is green and soft
As if
As I was waiting on the grassy field
My fingers walking all alone
To use my muscles felt impossible
I need replacements for my bones
He said he
war
With ourselves, and with some of you
So many things that don't hold true
On the grassy your beachy head
On the cliff where you were led
Love the threesome for the top notch jazzies
Smokin' on some of that purple grassy
Now what yo body do
[Chorus x2]
[Mr. Shadow]
Ain't no tellin'
twisted fingers in me
In the rain, with my sundress torn off of me
Sliding down grassy slopes where we can be alone
You say I am evil, you know that
For all I know they may be dancing still
while we returned with our own
Into our hall
And entering in
Made fast
The grassy door.
shower caps
How you like that
People hear D12 and start ??
But we be partyin' from Detroit to London
On the grassy hoods, wherever you want it
Matter
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