Lyrics:
they are ima have to hit them with the henny dick
Take a dive in that lake of fire, be a multiplier
With the gas that I’m coming with
Baby serenade me,
You are not speaking my language
Fam, I'm tryna eat, but you won't let me in the banquet
Go back to the bank quick, miss me with that lame tip
Need more
sight
But, never mind, I was caught up in the hype
Listen to our love as our love was intertwined
This love's so rare to find
Oh My
You are now tuned in
So many different ways that you can die
Like o d on drugs or get beat by thugs
Or a bite on the ass from a venomous bug
Or a shock to the heart from
Come get your kool on, stars are made to shine
Stars are made to shine
I'm in the double G, three-piece tux
Screaming dressed to kill
Hope somebody
is my main focus
When I'm not blinded by the aftermath of the aftermath
When you don't get second-hand mood swings from my feel of breath
When I done
caught up in a bind for bein stupid like abortion
These are the types of checks you can't cash when your trying to live long can't afford to be
An ass
we made,
A street serenade
You can't be like your brother and mike,
Content just to live and get by.
I hope that your fine,
At 13th and 9.
pulling out every stop sign
Locked eyes
Something was telling me just to walk by
Small crime
Murder she wrote
Life think I lost mine
Cause Sex Drugs
man out of time and second-hand
While life passes you by someone will take your place
Leave you lost in no-man's land
The seeds have been sown
From
longer able
So I carry a cane
Crippled by this burden
My mark of shame
Allow me to serenade you
Calm foolish soul of mine
What you seek has long since
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
I got as high as a steeple
But we were intelligent people
No tears, no fuss
Hooray for us
Strictly entre nous
Darling, how are you?
And how
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
Only secondhand interested
You wouldn't get it if your life wasn't based off
The spots in me that stay soft
Nights I had to face off
Ties I had to break
the beast I used to be
My laureates of gold are sold
Horns spear the reddened sea
And by my transformed hand
Be sure
The Heavens hear your final
gonna catch you and that shit's gonna hurt
The drugs are gonna kill you if the city don't first
Through the leaves of a sycamore tree
I can tell by
and spewing this revolution
For popular TV
All your opinions are carefully chosen
By what we'll let you see
Televised crap dressed up as fact
Your soap reality
exist in the same space?
They already are they're
Already existing together
And they are both winning
Who do you feel that you lean towards more?
I
I'm inside you I feel like you are mine forever
Let's vibe out like we're on vacation and no one staying
And they can't hear what we saying
Drugs off
I
Well I've got a lot to say in my own way
It won't materialize in speech
You'll only see it in the structure of skin
Of secondhand smoke
You know that
a fucking kid
With a life to live
But accomplishments are where the shadows hid
You can keep your pity bro I don't need this
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