Lyrics:
Blowing up while I do the MJ in my Black Vans
I got my own stickers baby thats my damn brand
Fans know that I stay lowkey
Coz I'm a young David Bowie
Ziggy
Cubans in a Dodge van
Do it for a large fam to Bart Vale
Said it before, I don't care, I'mma star, man
David Bowie Starman
John Comforter, oh, fuck, I
Michael Jackson and Chabela
David Bowie, Marie Curie
Harvey Milk and Doctor King
Malala and James Baldwin
Tonya Harding and Keith Haring
Michael Jordan
and Chavela
David Bowie, Marie Curie
Harvey Milk and Doctor King
Malala and James Baldwin
Tonya Harding and Keith Haring
Michael Jordan and Madonna
Jackie
climax and an happy ending
I am not a hero, I'm a boy with fears and dreams
Take me to the places, where they live like on the screens
Take me
spilling shit up on your shirt boy you a stain
I'm not no copy cat lil' bitch I stayed the same
This ain't no EA but bitch I'm in the game
I feel like David
I want it to sound like if Mick Jagger fucked David Bowie
And got him pregnant
You're drowning in the glass
Of water everybody gets
Spent your youth
holocaust
A bomb noise
Core long hair
And a beer with the boys
Within the scene is all you need
What's the point of fame and greed?
Scum are people, you've
as
The kings of this shit
You're not David Bowie
All me hear is war talk
But when me buck dem up, dem nuh wan' talk
So me ah try think hard why dem wan' talk
HOOK:
Move to the top, Boy, Walkin' By The Spirit
Cannot be no flop boy, preach through that lyric
We gon show em Milly Rock Boy, YOu gon' have
Going In Our Rock & Roll Heaven...
David Bowie Coltrane Crying In The Purple Rain
Morrisson Steve Mc Queen James Brown Sex Machine
Rock & Roll Smeels
& the great Stan Rogers
Was taken from us too soon
I got my 1st guitar from my cousin Jim
c semi hollow beautiful sight
cnd I saw David Bowie at the CNE
cnd I
Kaepernick practice sock
One ball and half a dick, Apple Watch
Crack for an axle, walked in a Bass Pro Shop with David Hasselhoff
Pulled Tabasco sauce out
this
Fuck with math like I'm Doc Frink (Yeah)
So I clocked ya clique
Runnin' backwards: tock tick
Every single stanza I drop is sick
I got a Twitch where
of the new king tut
I’m Bebe fresh with Hammer you can’t touch
Quduus
Holy tongue words made of gold
Quduus
Lyrics of the God spit a scroll
Quduus
Black Gods
Yeah I will put it to the sound with the lyrics
I'll bring the life Real and Fantasy
See I'm an artist with the pen
Yeah I outside of your stereo
You
told ya
Playing David Bowie, sunny California
Ass out for the boys, oh, ya love it
North Face, so cold in the summer
Busted out the pack of gin
You
(Yeah, yo they sleepin' on Mississippi)
(Jack-town, David Banner, Gamma Ray Productions boy)
(Stew-pot stow-aways)
[Chorus]
Been a long time,
the mirror, see with LD
Who you hate, boy?
Only care about me, said I'm straight, boy
Maybe I'm the one that gotta hit when I wanna murder shit
Y'all
Homeboy got dropped and spazzed out like mysterious
The boy in the hood with the furious style
We in the age of Aquarius now, yo
I show pain in
Konvict (Konvict)
Snoop Dogg (Dogg, alright)
Konvict Music, Akon and David Banner
Wanna ride tonight
Best believe we 'bout to ride tonight, yeah
I Come like am ready
I'm here with the broken pieces
To fill in the broken pages
With love to the boys and ladies
So let a brother know the system
learned to do the running man and every dance step I saw in the videos
When Craig David was still the man
And every girl was still in love with Sisqo
Now
these aren't my lyrics
All of these words they come straight from The Spirit
I got a message, you ready to hear it?
Spirit is powerful you better fear it
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