the sun that shines Dont repent to a bruise He says he still love you tell me why does he hate you I'd never be so cold to you Dont repent to a bruise
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over drear decay Lent a violent surge to their serenades... Through white glades as his winged parade Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors Within vast
cut the mustard. What we need to do first Now listen to this verse Let's concentrate on our spiritual plate. Recognize your existence in this vast
check one] My life's not right [check two] My life's not right [check three] Are you ready? [El-P] (you know this was supposed to be for my album though...?) [Vast
cut the mustard. What we need to do first Now listen to this verse Let's concentrate on our spiritual plate. Recognize your existence in this vast blue
Yo, because of cash in the purse, guns blast in the hearse A vast universe when the last is the first The past been a curse, I need some asprin to nurse
knife to cut the mustard. What we need to do first Now listen to this verse Let's concentrate on our spiritual plate. Recognize your existence in this vast
over drear decay Lent a violent surge to their serenades Through white glades as his winged parade Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors Within vast
A reality blown open wide Bruising the minds of millions Serpent of war hovering vast Demanding increase of missiles Finalizing begging eyes Proud and
She told me he was beating her today And she showed me all the bruises on her face I said baby can I make it all ok She said honey you should make him
with a dry ox, Slapped with a bank roll Stank hoes on salary loving my lingo Get money, Make moves, Burn more calorie Bruise your anatomy, My atom is
[Music by : Estby. Lyrics by : Estby] A reality blown open wide Bruising the minds of millions Serpent of war hovering vast Demanding increase of missiles
over drear decay Lent a violent surge to their serenades Through white glades as His winged parade Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors Within vast
[Charli 2na] Yo, because of cash in the purse, guns blast in the hearse A vast universe when the last is the first The past been a curse, I need some
a dry ox, Slapped with a bank roll Stank hoes on salary loving my lingo Get money, Make moves, Burn more calorie Bruise your anatomy, My atom is hard
