Lyrics:
The minute I wake up I gotta get high
The homies we found us a way to get by
Let's call us some bitches and have a good time
A lot of bottles
Down by the sea shore
It's that scarlet welcome carpet
That I fiend for
My dreams spore schemes each more
Malicious than the pre-ceding
Red skies
for the moon
Land on the stars
The problem is I destroy what I shoot
I hold my nine like a German
I can't prospect a sermon
My words are too wise
Could have swore I saw Spock
My motor don't stop
I stay on my feet, no hole in my socks
You know I'm on deck, when there's snow, I'm on top
I'm stored
turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it
Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land"
Dylan, Berlin, Bay
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gocha
You're so contagious, I can't take it have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse
nightmare!
Grief like no other
Torn and mutilated
Emptiness inside
Fear replaced by anger
Sweet habit of existence
Souring in time
Sacred land trespass
How
you should’ve known
Georgia is my home
The land of the slaves
Home of the Indians
The Tomahawk braves
Red clay
And barely paved streets
Hot in
Vicious ferocity for our cause
They must know by now of our drums beat
Step by step enter hallowed ground
Kill their king take our land.
We have the right
God
Or try to say
Anyone deserved what they got
Or did not take away from this life.
A game of Russian Roulette.
No one knows
Where will
nurse
Who helped people with polio
Played by Rosalind Russell
No idea who Nick was nick Charles
Perhaps? The Thin Man played
By William Powell
(26)
Looking on various street corners
I'm sure you've seen it yourself
Standing on the corner is an alleged brother
Dressed in blue or green, red
Looking on various street corners
I'm sure you've seen it yourself
Standing on the corner is an alleged brother
Dressed in blue or green, red
of dreams
I think I stole a kiss or two while rolling on the clicking
wheels of trains
Trains
All our lives were a whistle stop affair
No ties or chains
and done
I never did know the score
One more day is another day away
From the girl from the Red River shore
Well, I'm a stranger here in a strange land
get left
Red beam anti theft
Back wood n top shelf
Thumbing thru the blues I don't need help
Ps and qs gotta watch for 12
Gotta watch my six they on my
Declaration of war by a madman
Offensive in blizzards and fog
Opening of the conflagration
Thrust to the hostile front
Snowed up Russian winter
to the land, we poppin' (jet to the)
See you in Atlanta, no tropics (in the land)
I'ma fuck a nurse in crops and (ayy, ayy)
Every single drink got tox' in it
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
an hatred grows by every hour
Yea yea
You ain't bout nothin lil Nigga you pussy
You know what I'm like and you still wanna push me
Past all of my limits
. No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
Don't wanna get consumed by my past
No fear in us, go get the broom like the Mavs
Lev—Level up
Times is wasted
She swallow me, tainted
Tryna get you from
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