Lyrics:
like to Stutter
Voices in their quiet mutters
Leave the game be the man Schumpert
Backyard tee on ya comfort
Too much and the last that shit Sunburned
Coming out a room with a could of smoke
Smokers rolling with the punches
I survive and rock
Cause I keep the crowd alive
And the texture of my voice
as the last bus goes by.
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red
while the fool toasts his god in the sky.
So come all ye young men who are building
Well, let me sing of the losers who lie
In the street as the last bus goes by
The pavements ar empty, the gutters run red while the fool toasts his god
A-Cal church
I'm reactivated, epidermis steel plated
I'm so fuckin' bulletproof the
308 just 808 me
Last hater like "Damn he ate me"
Well you sit
the neighborhoods
That he's on his way to Hollywood
And it's just like that, yeah it's just like that
Every day's like a smile, his life's a wild ride
But at night
the both of us
Employment's down
He tells me in his bedroom voice
C'mon honey, let's go make some noise
Time it goes so fast
(When you're having fun)
it's Riq Gees slicing
I turn a Mic's last name into Tyson
My brain like a factory constantly creating
Materials stitch by stitch for decoration
My
Let’s see what I can do about ol’
Oh snap! Yo who that? yeah
That’ll work right there
She got a raspy voice too, word?
I bet everybody try to push up
It isn't something
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That I'm Used to
I ain't used to this
I really thought the weight of my soul
Could ever be held up by
Uh
Where did all my exes go?
Textin' X and O's, guess the car drive as far our connection goes
We're top floor, spittin' blessed flows
Extra
the both of us
Employment's down
He tells me in his bedroom voice
C'mon honey, let's go make some noise
Time it goes so fast
(When you're having fun)
a room with a could of smoke
Smokers rolling with the punches
I survive and rock
Cause I keep the crowd alive
And the texture of my voice
Is course
INTRO
COMPUTER VOICE: WELCOME TO MYSPACE
HOLLYWOOD?
MYSPACE
MYSPACE
CLICKING ON YOUR MYSPACE
MYSPACE
MYSPACE
CLICKING ON YOUR MYSPACE
MYSPACE
Hear them yell
Feeling oh so fine
See the car parked out back
Warning flashing on
Hours by, killing time
And those lights are still on
Hours by, their
feels so good, it ain't a movie, but you'll never find love like ours in Hollywood
And if it would be, I suck at acting but to make a soundtrack that's
There's a fog around
Your side of town
Did you ever suspect it too
Was gonna bring ya down
But back in Hollywood
They say the livin's good
While
cost
I just need small steps, soon I'll be a big stepper
Hot like the stars, a Hollywood member I could never
Wake up from my dreams til I'm in a better
like an Irish stream
And your voice is filled with sweet beauty
And the last words I heard him say were
I shall return, for you, my love, on Christmas
summer"
I'm running my race & the prize is fedi
Gravitic flux like Sigma, these bars is heavy
Last place rapper man you niggas nowhere near me
At the top,
the way it goes
Sorrow
Sorrow
That's the way it goes
Sorrow
Last words on repeat
The closest you can get to hearing their voice speak
Play back,
remember my rhymes and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up
that I'm letting myself down there is not a day that goes by that. I don't feel like I've let myself down in the way that I have music. So little in my
a virgin logo on the side
Man, what an exciting day today, is there any kid luckier than I?
Cos this feels like it's a Hollywood scene but still I ain't
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