Lyrics:
And the twigs and the seeds make a tasty meal for me, hear me roar…
Oh, oh, oh-oh, I’m a stegosaurus, oh, oh, oh-oh, a hungry dinosaur
Oh, oh, oh-oh, I’m
aren't in their place
Just to hide what I'm trying to say to you
Waded through the twigs, twigs oozing from my head
Hard to beat myself. Wherever you go I
switch
You can't fuck my bitch
Snap him like a twig
Spend a band a fit
I'm just lit like that
You ain't lit like this
V6, how I drift
Mmm, how I drift
animal
there goes another one
To the freeway
Toothy little Russian twig
Always asking how it sounds
When you say this or that
Well it sounded to me
Like
As I play my wooden pear
kiss my six hair twigs to pelvic hair
As brown dogs howl cactus flower air
pluck my six dark twigs to pelvic hair
where swim
Sable
As I play my wooden pear, pluck my six dark twigs to pelvic hair
As brown dogs howl cactus flower air,
pluck my six dark twigs to pelvic
life is a game you know that I'm winning
Gravity falling I'm keeping a blick, he built like a twig so he got him a stick
First he was dissing and then he
묏버들 가려것거 보내노라 님의 손에
자시는 창 밧긔 심거 두고 보쇼셔
밤비예 새 닙곳 나거든 날 인가도 너기쇼셔
(Translation)
To you, my love
I send a mountain willow twig
Chosen among many twigs
and deer's milk
And every beast that bears milk
Between St Johnston and Dundee
Come a to me, oh come a to me
Lay a twig of Rowan Tree
Bound with scarlet thread
Totterdown
I can see Windmill Hill
But I cannot see yet my son dig the earthworm
For Nobby's dowel spoke
Now she's pulling on the choke
Top twigs press
needs
Swallow the moon
His words are shit, and the fake is real
Crawling upwards
Rolling down
Hold on to the twigs
Dead grass
Old hands
Bloody
I used to party up at night
Until I couldn’t feel
A thing anymore
Taking all the trips that strangers
Put onto my tongue
Turn into a twig
I cannot
crack like twigs
everything I ever was
growing together
I drink from every well
Who knows what is down there?
Darkness and water and nothing else
hard oak
Our sovereign twigs speed from holy mounds
Life makes
Night's spokes
Riastrad
Lugh: Remake me
Riastrad
Remake Me
Holy mounds - begin
Light
not be alive
One day, I might not be alive
I hear the twigs are creaking
I swear the woods are speaking
I hear the river leaking
Light from the moon is
Jingle bells, hot chocolate, twigs of pine
Sit your ass down
Santa's in town
Mistletoe, eggnog and reindeer
Gingerbread cookies and craft beer
Come gather
Broken twigs off a bigger tree
Showed me who I need to be
Against all kinds of bigotry
All this shit be a part of me huh aye
Say it louder for the back,
I know you like the cuban link and how he spits
I know I’m thick as a twig ‘bout exotic as a fucking Honda Pilot and a Delaware license
BITCH
Why you
Walking down the street
Momma, I ain't stomping on these twigs
I ain't here to hear you out about your grief
I'm about to breathe
Fire down upon you
we going the furthest
Where you might lose your service
Or you might lose yourself
Just a little brush, twig and 2 flint stones
(Fire)
Ain't nobody
Welcome to the jungle this is where I fuckin' live
This ain’t a fuckin' loft lil' bitch it’s made of dung and twigs
Started from the bottom and I’m
lavish all on you
At least I get get to spend all my life happily with you
I met you when I was broken like a twig
But your care was everyday
You loved
be splittin ya wig (Ya wig)
Poppin 'off, snappin', no twig (No twig)
Makin' em' numbers, that's math, no trig' (No trig)
Niggas is some frogs so where
Twig to twig and heart to heart
Ropes between them tie them hard
Log to log and hand to hand
Say goodbye to solid land
Time would never care for
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