Lyrics:
a songbird in the trees
like the rain outside the window
just imagine all these feelings
that surprise you every day
well they all fit neat inside you
Yeah
Fantasy is all I need, all I see
It's all so neat, obviously
Honest prodigy
Don't copy me
Copy me
I don't fall asleep
'Til the prophecy is all
on me (Introvert studios)
Fuckin on that fuckin hoe, she a freak
And I get that fuckin dough by the week (Yea ahh)
Bankroll neat
Brand new clothes, neat
kill dem wid di feature
Kill dem wid di vibe see a mamacita sweet heart in awe she's like he's hard
I am tellin em and shelling em grab pen and den flow
Wouldn't it be neat if all these goofballs
Who define themselves by
What and who they hate
Could just grow the fuck up
And stop viewing cruelty
Carbon unit obsolete, Astronaut goes trick or treat.
History doesn't repeat it just rhymes like a lazy athlete.
Tell me how I'm wrong.
Please by all
Y'all play them funny games, man
Funny ass games
It's cool
Aye
Ice on in the winter, call me walking pneumonia
Drive-bys out of style, niggas
is short and neat
I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me
You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone
You meet
Hey! Did I ever tell you that I grew up with Red Omen and boy was he a neat kid.
He had all sorts of really cool things to play with like a plutonium
In a neat little town they called Belfast
Apprentice to trade I was bound
And many an hour sweet happiness
Have I spent in that neat little town
I'm flyin' in a 747, I'm passing by the pearly gates
And I'm comin' real close to Heaven
And my guitar just can't wait, it just can't wait
In
Your life's so neat, no fear of vile days
Energy is spent completely to serve only basic needs
Illusion of supremacy, ruptured by a trivial event
way to travel and going in the dark
I can't fancy you old man, you look so old and grim
Oh my little carpenter, oh what's become of him
Along come
took a stroll, all among the quality
Bundle it was stolen, in a neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
No bundle could I find
read,
My cup full blowin' on that good weed,
My bitch bad tryna get her tipsy,
In all black haters better miss me,
My bitch ride better then most
There's a hit man facing
A compromising situation
With just a shabby doll
And a very neat line in character assassination
She's just a shabby doll
She's
There's a hit man facing
A compromising situation
With just a shabby doll
And a very neat line in character assassination
She's just a shabby doll
She's
small, e nuh large, me no slap entourage
Pon di top mw in charge, rub e clit like massage
Back arch, body neat like a Nicki Minaj
Boy fuck me inna di
a gay happy winter
We carved on a cradle of pine
By the fire in that neat little cabin
And I sang with that gay wife of mine
Well the South Coast is
took a stroll, all among the quality
Bundle it was stolen, in a neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
No bundle could I find
Man in the wide brimmed hat
Show me where my future's at
What's in that wine?
And did you make a sign?
Two men walking side by side
Both wishing they
Written by Redd Stewart and Ernest Tubb
(As performed by George Jones)
When the postman delivered the letter
Well, it filled her old heart full
It was down by Christ Church that I first met with
Annie
A neat little girl and not a bit shy
She told me her father had come from Dungannen
ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat
I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet
I see her dance
Across the ballroom
UV lights making stars
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