Lyrics:
someone on a pick up
Said himself that he would do it but was already to lit up
Slid by the day one's crib and grabbed him on the way
Feeling way too
30 you a fool for this one
Nice than a motherfucker
Than a motherfucker
These days, niggas be polite than a motherfucker
Nice than
the alarm for the storm and the calm
We're all getting eaten by the telephone
Under the dream of a man in the sea
Lies a postcard written for Eleanor Rigby
perfect in the memory
Of a photograph we'll never
Have the chance to take
Sound the alarm
I'll be drunk by noon
You're blacking out
Dying alone in that room
gotta Stand up for yourself
Time to heed
The warnings
Set down by Orwell
When the days of doom are nigh
Only the strong survive
In your plandemic
Only
and cryin’
And it blew away the sound
Of 4 people dyin'
Two days later at th’ State Pen
A con named Floyd Wells
Was listening to his radio
There in one
I was lost now I'm found,
I'm sustained by the sound,
Of the angels singing me to sleep,
While my feet are leaving the ground,
Am I dead? Or am I
again
No longer being control by sin
Ephesians 6
Gives me the right to bear arms
From the devil's harm
So, we sound the alarm
By blowing the horn
This
do it all again
In the end of your holiday
You will hear the trumpets play
When the birds start falling down
You will hear the alarm sound
Happy
anymore
This sounds like Tears for Fears"
I thought about textin' a friend
About how depressed I was by this band
By I didn't feel like
how a rapper that's intelligent sound
Who done mastered rap
To smash a cat on SMACK
I've been fiendin' since the Dizaster match
Your swagger rap is
I can shut a nigga down so quick my sounds so sick
My talents spread around while I'm holdin' my dick
My dingling shit flip emaculate
nobody will even listen listen
Maybe somebody big will but I don't wanna get big
By riding another rappers dick
Ay ay ay
I make a song every day
Ay
How I
Roll the windows down so the smoke don't cloud
Driving for my life tonight and no one's here to hear the sound
Of another alarm scribbled on my arm
damn cellphone's alarm clock
And then I'm a slave to this bitch all day
As humanity maybe we took the wrong way
We built computers that can converse with
to give me lots of time
To be ready for the bus when it finally arrived
But in my haste to meet the new day
The alarm clock wasn't wound up all the way
[ VERSE 1: Taji ]
Another day in the hood, I awake from the sound of a gunshot
Pop, pop, pop, who needs a damn alarm clock?
I got a homie out there
than The Chronicles of Riddick
Yes I did it, while they bit it, you know we got it
Smack you with the palm, save the back for your mom
Sound the alarm
getting swallowed by the city lights
The city lights the city lights
I’m gettin swallowed by the city lights
The city lights the city lights
I’m gettin
Something ‘Bout The Girl
Words & Music by Eric Stuart
Sound the alarm and then ring the bell
Gonna write how I feel ‘cross the sky
She says she
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
Something has woke my a thump on my roof, it was followed by crashing, more thumping ensued
I jumped out of my bed thinking I'd been invaded, heard
any harm
Plutonium. No need to push the alarm
One day Mr Plutonium went out to buy some oat
The nice old clerk in the local shop looked at him as she
think that I need to pause
Time is ticking by, tick-tick-tick-tick
On the clo-o-o
Even think I'll make it, I done need an alarm
I got 9 up on my wrist
But
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