I'll build you a shiny dollhouse or church. For you to shrink into a tiny wight spider. And gorge on horrid memories with conceited wings. . Smother the past in a cocoon for me.
Virgins sold in quantity,. African-American heredity.. I'm playin' my guitar and I'm feelin' fine.. Why are all the niggers in the unemployment line?.
Virgins sold in quantity,. African-American heredity.. I'm playin' my guitar and I'm feelin' fine.. Why are all the niggers in the unemployment line?.
Virgins sold in quantity,. African-American heredity.. I'm playin' my guitar and I'm feelin' fine.. Why are all the niggers in the unemployment line?.
Smack dab flat on my back. Solid ground beginning to crack. I pulled her down and down and down. I lost my breath I thought I'd drown. Fistfuls of you.
We're from America, we're from America. Where we eat our young. We're from America, we're from America. It's where Jesus was born. We're from America, we're from America.
You're a paper doll. I fold you how I want. You're not my news. I tie these knots. If this won't be. Our fingers laid together. This is total war. Method not objective.
Let's make something clear. We're recording this as it happens. Those diamond bullets, storefront blood banks. Splinters and stained glass. Don't need to move a single prayer bone.
Stanza 1:Here's my worship. Take joy in it. Make it your dwelling place. I wanna put a smile on your face. I present my heart to you, I present my life to you.
Wooo wooo. . He worked it out for me. For me. He worked it out for me. For me. . Lead (L) My Burdens. Choir (C) Lifted. (L) One Sorrow. (L) My days are better.
You can roll 'em contacts. You can shrug up your shoulders. You can swing your weave from left to right. Till you reach Minnesota. . Spot held down. And baby girl, you can't hold it.
Oh it's a wild, wild over here. Everything is coming clear. Everyone gets lost into the day. Oh we get wild, wild over here. Don't want you to know or hear.
"Want". Written By: Kellee Maize and Emily Plazek. Produced By: Don't Blink. Mixed By: J. Glaze. . [Verse 1]. Floating out here alone. I need someone to call my home.
[Intro]. We're not friends, we're not friends. Do you think I really wanna hear about him?. I do it for a reason, not just to be nice. Girl I wanna give you more than good advice.
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if i don't get this in one take, imma quit rappin'. the whole song, i swear to god. i'm supposed to be a professional. . i ain't tryin' to be one of them dudes.
[Verse 1: Brother Ali]. Here were are together. Watching the world come down around us. I know my baby girl she counting on us. If she ask bout it I got be honest.
Damn, man. I'm broker than an old VCR, man. I need a job. Are they hiring at your. Job? I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks like Valentine's Day at the crib. My.