Lyrics:
Creature passing by
Virtually a universe of
Reasons
Reasons
I know I know I know I know I know about the hole
You dug you dug you dug you dug there
Deep
she learned to dance when she was child
I can tell she was brought up well by the way she smiles
She's well-versed in most everything
She needs to learn
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
The tales that I tell so well...
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked
thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I told you
Hop in another one nigga
Get
Slammin it on your phone when you are high
Takin it all the way inside ohhhh behave
Please postpone your dyin for another day
Zappa do who who who she bah
no victim here (jesse)
anorexic limbs scramble for the vein deep depression eyes
self-deluding shuffling one way flight to her jane doe grave
he's
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
gettin' thinner
Shannon is cool but her mind is gone
One fat rock and it's goin' on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her
my name
I just want the fame
In the game
It's such a shame
You such a lame
Now get out the way
I'm here to stay
Now where's the throne
I'm 'bout
makes way for the towers and another port
Where a brave militia should have killed
A degenerate or a legend stalks in the remaining hill
He watches as she
Mexico
Old Jesse Helms don't have to know
Anyway all the allies of the USA
Travel to Cuba everyday
I'm going down to Cuba to see my friends
Down
need Jesus 'cause I shot off the steeple
I refuse to be another one of your sheeple
That painting that you worshipping they should've named him Jesse
I find a way
I will say the only words I know that
You'll understand.
Michelle, ma belle.
Sont des mots qui vont tr's bien ensemble,
Tr's bien
memories into a Nike shoebox
Maybe when I get there I will make another new song
Maybe I'll admit that I was scared your love was too strong
Maybe you were
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
where the love lies
I only got my big brother
The others want something from me
I guess that's loves price
Contemplating giving drugs another try
Fell
it
Havin' money by the ton, Rolex and Bossalini
A nuchi give Versace cologne, now want to see me
at my best or worst? I gets paper when I burst
A hammer and a nail, stacking them bails
I'm dog tired by the five o'clock hour
But I'm ready to raise some hell
And Jesse's getting ready, I
your energy
I mean I even told my mom just what you mean to me
You would never leave
I can't take another heartbreak mentally
Meant to be
I'm infatuated
the garden path
To a place where money grows on trees
Where cocaine habits are financed by hunger and disease
There's only one mountain in the rock
I get high I get high I get high
Roll up another one roll up another one
Roll up another one roll up another one
Roll up another one roll up another
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
mans lesson
I wish
I hope
I dream
I pray
I find a way
To another land
The steps I take
Are mine to make
I'll never wanna be another man
I used to envy
made so many positions, some I cannot even find in a book you know?
Baby rides for love,
Relate?
Ooh, make me scream baby, please
You know the way I
.jpg/229px-Paul_McCartney_2021_(cropped).jpg "Paul McCartney")
.jpg "Linda McCartney")
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