Lyrics:
ASR-10 sampler
He took the opening chords of "It’s
A Beautiful Day", looped them
And then added samples of
Mercury’s voice through
Strange echoes
a shore
I look starboard I see mermaids
I'm swimming back for more
The deceiver came and clouded
My faith and now I'm drowning
Till Jesus grabbed me by
To own up to certain embarrassing things
Might make me laugh, oh, if not for the shame
Of having wasted ten prime years on schooling, so useless
softer linens
Did I mention I got good intentions
Distracted by the smoke and godly women
Thanking God for every day I'm winning
Cause I took baggies
Growing up in the village was so strange me mehn...
We had no tv no electricity
And only saw cars once a week
Yea this is Israel Nigeria
I work up
By the rivers of Babylon,where we sat down
Yeaaaaeah we wept, remembered Zion (Repeat x2)
When the wicked carried us away in captivity
Required
and doubt it
Still I see you climbing up on the rooftop to shout it
And there ain’t nothin I would change, in a heart so wild and strange
Some days you try
lights fill in the sky
As little stars full of delight
Line six, line one all day long
Call a taxi and sing along
Get some croissant and a baguette
Near
hunnid rounds on a draco (oh)
Hunnid thousand deals in a year just five gear bike
Million fights batch by batch ion lay low ( gang)
I blew that white sip
The world is getting so crazy, we in the last days
Why when you change for the better, some people push you away
Why they say they wish you well, but don't
I found the underworld, slowly falling down
Beneath the part of me that feeds into a frown
Into, distorted strange
When time, baits the day
My eyes
Nigga ya dead now
Nigga ya dead now
Can I have a napkin?
I eat his insides out nobody knew what happened
I ran down the avenue, all red like mac10
over in October
Punch a hole through your solar plex, and it's over!
I mark X on your chest it's over, and bury the dead
Ain't gonna be no rest
track
See I'm a soldier in this game, ain't nothin' strange
Got a nigga lyin' on the floor with half of his fuckin' brains
Murder and crazy it's
(chorus)
One day in April, 10:15
Awakened screaming by a dream
Something that touched me was burning
A diamond pin fell from my eye
Then something strange
but not by choice
I pick up the phone and I hear a strange voice
Hocus pocus, boogedy boo
Abra-cadabra, what's a nigga to do?
Back and forth, and open
the Gospel frequently
Verse 1: I'm free from the bondage of having to sin
having to give in
loving the world's top ten
having to not win when I struggle
under the weather
One day, you'll be better
And that day is called "never"
You call yourself Aubameyang
But you're just something strange
It's hard
Timeout
Sometimes I need to hideout
Demons are close by
I just wanna survive now
Take ya time now
Are you down to ride out
I need to know right now
that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine
the past days by
Bypassing the lies and the bullshit
Get up off the mic, and save it for the ??bull hit??
It's the blue school, class is in session
Ask
young, seventeen
She felt so soft she smelled so clean
Her aim was true, her heart was pure
Until the day that her daddy walked out the door
She's
to me the otha
Day, and told me to watch out fa you" And I said, "Why is that Jeff?" He said, "You know, he said you was
A little bit crazy, you was
to a clean ironic
They don't make you see shit clearer, for real
And I thought it was common sense that words held consequence
But when 10 lies a day come
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