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Thriller (no I'm)
Not from the five-o-two, but I will go Tiller (not, from, but I, will, go)
Feelings colder than the winter, lord knows I'm a sinner
(Lord

for two
So go and change the world
Make the unknown known you used to say
So sail your ship through stormy seas the tiller's yours hold
The light is

more man is gone

Well the good son walks into the field

He is a tiller and he has a tiller's hand

But deeper down in his heart now

But he's lays down

on a Hummer
On the block 'til the sun up (What?)
Told my bitch, "Don't wait up" (What?)
I get home then kill her (What?)
I go Bryson Tiller (Beep)
Shawty want

The Good Son

Nick Cave

The Good Son

1990

One more man is gone 

The good son walks into the field
He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands
But deep down in his heart now
He's a-laid down

One more man is gone 

The good son walks into the field
He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands
But deep down in his heart now
He's a-laid down

"Don't
" like his name was Bryson Tiller
Know my bitch, she gotta be natural
'cause I don't fuck with fillers
(Don't fuck with fillers)

Feel like I'm

just sayin' (God, Tiller)

This is not, this is not a, uh
This is not a mother
A motherfuckin' game
This is, this is not
This is not, this is
This

on a Hummer
On the block 'til the sun up (What?)
Told my bitch, "Don't wait up" (What?)
I get home then kill her (What?)
I go Bryson Tiller (Beep)
Shawty want

If you're not here
I get in my feelings
I start reminiscing Bryson tiller
Pay attention it's a lot of fucking feelings
I been healing from these

soul erin Bryson Tiller
Sip my liquor, stress my liver
Don't want mix, make it go down quicker
Froze like winter, make you shiver
Look that mirror say,

a sting
Make em sing Bryson Tiller
She think this a chain
But I told her it's a River
Smart, like Donatello
Hit that 3, Carmelo
If she playing me
I'm finna

Tiller
Ooh wait, she smokin' that loud,  yeah
Ooh wait,  is you down,  buss it down
Ooh wait, we can spend the night
Ooh wait, I'm gone do you right

She

Right my wrongs like Tiller
I miss you more than ever
I've always loved you and I mean it
I thought I was healed but I wasn't
On my mind every

'til the sun up
Told my bitch, 'Don't wait up'
I get home then kill her
I go Bryson Tiller
Shawty want a dealer
I'm a drug dealer
Got more gas than

Yeah 
I'm back and I'm better 
You can call me Bryson Tiller babe 
Just tryna see a millie babe 
Hop out in a Wraith, look
I ain't cashin' no cheque

Bryson tiller King of RnB 
Bryson tiller King of RnB
Bryson tiller King of RnB

Viel zu schnell viel zu fast (Ya)
Sind im Beamer sind im Benz (Ya)
Wir sind

Ooh woo yea 
Ooh woo yea 
Ooh woo yea 
Ooh woo yea 

Baby girl are you the right one
Got me writing in my feelings like I'm Bryson Tiller
Thought you

Tiller
Ex-girl bitter
Stole her heart (Fling)
Spinning my opps for dinner 
No beginner I make art
They all really talking shit like I'm no bitch
Yes you

Sitting in the driver seat
Bryson Tiller on repeat
Wishing you were next to me
But at the same time
Those windows down I'm feeling free
How much more

Tell me why you don't, like you Bryson Tiller 
Why you never love me, actin like I never feel it 
Gave you everything, baby why you have to kill it

One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man is gone 

The good son walks into the field
He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands
But down in his

tiller
Cutting my ties with my scissors
Still hungry might try me a dessert
Got the juice yeah they ripe in my vineyard
Hayden told me I can rap on this

Stepping on these pussies like an ant killer
Got your girl singing on my dick like Bryson Tiller
She wanna go so I push to start in the Aventor
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