Lyrics:
While we were speaking
I was thinking up an out
Some script of fiction that would
Leave you with no doubt
She's walking in a dream
Trampling me
chasing a fantasy that's all wrong
You got me trampling over my tendencies, nonstop
No I can't move on
Cause it's been too long being with you
I swear it's
and let live though they don't respect it
Trampling down on my People
UN Population Control
Check the website only black women
Wanna abort our seeds harvest
going trampling the malls
Brick by brick until Babylon fall
Good to see you niggas onto somethin’ other than the C.R.E.A.M.
Damn, thought y’all forgot
if nothing else is true
Gallows on a hill God damned on a tree
And if God is dead, what is that to me
Trampling out our wrath on your flesh and blood
trampling
Over endless needle graveyards
Now gone orange underfoot
Oh take me back
Oh take me back
To the house over the hill
To the hammock in the backyard
going trampling the malls
Brick by brick until Babylon fall
Good to see you niggas onto somethin’ other than the C.R.E.A.M
Damn, thought y’all forgot
Decision
You have to be sure
I took big steps forward
Trampling on the ground of gold
I can't catch your breath
You can't breathe
She's getting hot
and climb them
We got a grill and a tent
We can go out camping
Just watch out for animals
They could be out trampling
I'm an Alaskan
Alaskan!
Full of Snowy
Trampling in forests of anger, flowers in spring
Dreaming of our own utopia
Now it's tu time to fly
Show me all tu scars
Feelings are blind; let me touch
thought
Trampling over wastes and hot
The caves and passages, once ruins
Darkened lands that time forgot
In their path they plant a seed
Flames aloft,
the banshee
It's a Mazi, not an Audi
And it is an antique
Copped it right up out of auction
Horses get to trampling
Finna cause a stampede
Popping champagne
spectrophilia
Maybe tentacle porn and trampling is where it's at
This list is merely a guideline
There's so much more than you think
These are the A-B-Cs of kink
that I'm planting seeds
And failure is the weed I pull when I get finished trampling
Bouncing up and down, I know you're nodding, who can't jam to these
and your legs weak
Like Bambi
A stampede
Running over you and trampling stomping your body in a manner
Which you couldn't even fathom
And tattered leaving
eyes have seen the coming of the Lord
She is trampling out
Where the grapes of wrath are stored
She hath loosed that fateful lightning
Of her terrible
the horses all the men
Are trampling your garden
And in good time
We'll navigate the interstates that's in our state of mind.
And tunnel to the other side
Hold
Gander!
I picture an angered child trampling his household poet
Poets are weak
The struggling amass beautiful culture
I neither struggle nor belong
they're allergic to him
And I'm just playing to win, lil' bitch we can't be friends
Tryna make my money flip, trampoline up in this bitch
Trampling over
immolation
Instilling mental scars on everybody
Trampling on the future of all over country
Soaking the path with blood to climb up the tower of power
That
silver spoons
In their mouths, who are trampling on our land
Are you insulted yet
That there's a turn of the deal
Are you insulted yet
That you don't have
It's between the pages
It's about running through the red poppy fields
Without trampling them down
So I ask you
Can I tell you a lie and you will still
the walls
Trampling each other, like they don't care at all
Capital Punishment
Stringing up the ropes for a real good time
Capital Punishment
Polishing your
Always, at every moment, there will be the thrill of victory, the sensation of trampling on an enemy who is helpless. If you want a picture of the future,
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