was pure is stained in dirt, all fragile torn to dust This supreme king of all the living sits on the bough he cuts This place without meaning, these times
What was pure is stained in dirt, all fragile torn to dust This supreme king of all the living sits on the bough he cuts This place without meaning, these times
fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast Landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half time
.I.P. is Tiny Nevermind me, we could get knee deep in the beef Seek me with the heat But you'll need more to keep me on a leash Here's a cc for the peeps
it the vines? Watch like a sitcom Throwin' rocks with my pitchin' arm More bricks than when the Knicks is on, I'm sittin' on Shittin' on your boss,
at me if my cell phone is on roam I'm just tryna' get some dome Now if you're rollin' with me come now Now if you're rollin' with me come now
I'ma see him in a minute son, it's on I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots you cop at Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha watch snatched Watch
soul And so, it takes some time to get away And you will have to tear down what remains And I can't stand by for goodbyes So hold on to me or lead the
of a one of a kind Self-made motherfucker that's enjoying his time On land, on air, on mics and on sea Let it all just be, good times on me It's California
AROUND THIS PIPE? SPENCER FALLS ON THE FLOOR AND SCREAMS. CARLY: I CAN?T BELIEVE YOU?RE IN CHARGE OF ME. SPENCER: PLEASE HELP ME STAND UP. CARLY HELPS
, showin' ya Roley, getcha watch snatched Watch that, know where your moms shop at Gotcha block mapped and ain't afraid to push ya top back That's what you get when you borrow
me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In your refusal to act
grain falls, the rest soon follow 'Cuz everybody knows (Your wacked style's borrowed) It seems everybody write they're OG killers Everybody's flippin' big-time dope dealers (Versace) And Gucci, rollin' big time
depicting historical glory in a legend Nursed me through the time stick and stone mixes hexed my fertile crescent Now all's well, I'm laughing on the
Frank as his assistant editor on the film Uncle Meat, and one day we were sitting around watching the Festival Hall shots, the rushes, and I saw Don come on
on Maggie's Farm no more Living on borrowed time and borrowed money Sleepin' in the street there ain't a damn thing funny With the hand me down food and hand me
t let me down And don't let me go Change of seasons, inside her mind In time I'll decide In time I'll decide to move on Change directions, watch the
