Lyrics:
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White shining, silver studs
Resting by my fire. Looking deep into it's flames.
My mind must have been somewhere else
Far beyond these plains.
I am suddenly aware of a pair
trick
Poof, begone, put a roofie in your smoothie
Makes you boujee bitch, I'm truly sick
Losing it, out of my mind
Reading these lines like a movie script
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
and now The Weeknd just hates you
Are you lifeless? Sound like a zombie on the track
Remember "Started From the Bottom," it was Zombie on the Track
Know
i am the sound i am the speaker, i'm the speaker, speakin', with words providing imagery for the movie in your head, the purple velvet of her dress,
blinded by light.
I look into the flaming sun and want to know, where have you been all my life before.
I never felt like this, so tell me.
How many magic
got hit by a speeding train of thought
Cause I did not see it coming or hear the sound
And what you're hearing now is a potent distillation
Little slice
by some misfires in your brain
Because you took some shit to numb your pain
Yes, you guessed it
The culprits here are opiates
Methadone, man
Vicodin,
don't know bout that
I don't fuck with money but I need it all in cash
Album feature from me mean you got a movie cast
Give you brain like I'm Jimmy,
You didn't answer so I opened up the flap
It's just an empty sleeping bag and your backpack
I'm looking at your tracks and you
Took a couple laps
the time-being
And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by...
When the Beatles Hit America
When
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
And never reach the target
If I could only go back
And embrace another path
I wouldn't be writing tracks
Making it sound like a payback
She said:
I’m gonna
Why is there suddenly a
Nigga trippin' when I do it?
Why do everybody else gon' have a war
Have beef within the music
Talkin' about differences
And the track record, I'm all about plaques
Shakin' my ass half naked, lovin' this life
Waitin' for Kim album to drop, knowin' it's tight
Standin' center
light lit up only you and me
In our own little magical movie moment
This is that scene
We all know it very well
From the movies with fairytale love
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
Got no hook
Got no hook
Got no hook
This track ain’t got no hook
Empty the clip I cock it and reload it
Dead shot with precision all my shots are
I Am Slowly Awaken
Waiting For A Brand New Day
That Same Sound Rings In My Brain
Now It's Seven Once Again
I'm So Fascinated
By Those Strange Beats
I'm singing some jazz
And if they don't like the sound La'Tray bring the beat back
Because
Smooth
Is how I like to hit it
I might pass it to my bro
yourself
It doesn't matter if you been an artist you know it be out of your hands, you gave in
I wish I would listen to critics, I do it and suddenly studios
like Movie 'yo
Motherfuckin' killin' me, Hubby 'yo
Shax Nigga, my feeling
Like something, yo, like Movie'yo
Motherfuckin' killin' me, Hubby 'yo
If it's
therapy bad
These rappers is gassed, these rappers is actors and this movie's terribly cast
I'm finna kill it
Compare this track to a strap and a mask
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