let yourself fall out of the oven Holy mountains they look so tired And it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside Who you fooling with the fools are
bliss and ignorance is just so fucking ignorant You may even be ignorant of this If you say so my Desoto's the significance of this I'm good lookin', still fuckin', so fools
a flame, burns you when it's hot Love hurts Love hurts Love hurts Some fools rave of happiness Blissfulness, togetherness Some fools fool themselves I guess They're not fooling
a tracks leaders of the new school want the first path flow with this groovy track welcome to Sound of the Zeekers just not get trap taste this lyrical bliss
tragedy Words are staggering, daggering like a tragedy Words are staggering, daggering like a tragedy You can be all in my face without toxic fool You
private school put me up on soft rock That was cool but I left Z100 and WGLJ To find bliss with real S and kiss Video music rocks showed my what time
ya, 'cause I don't lie I just kick thick game, some people say why? 'Cause I'm back on the block, I got my life back So I school the fools about the
posse on my penis Now it's on wicked in this da link a mid to west flex The abyss to this bitch who dis this click Bliss is hangin' that bitch by the
, battered man Raise the monolith Deitize, my spirit rise Like days the world forgets Down the drain, laid to lame A fool ass hearty bliss Borderline
mind's eye. When triumph bleeds into bliss, and I knew it from the first kiss. Tonight, hearts collide. Hearts collide. Hearts collide. When triumph bleeds into bliss
distractions, eastern skies Fool me once, oh, fool me twice Oh, tonight's play of illusion Something whispered against the wind, words scatter Sweet confusion, blissful
and going down Fooled by the foam setting himself free but the saltwater chokes robbing him of his feed he's growling numb to this or is this bliss can
havin' fun And it's cool 'til a fool pull a loaded gun 'Cause another dude kicked his Bacardi over He had to act a fool now the party's over Gun shots
comin from either side of the bridge, biatch. Verse 1 *(Richie Rich)* Slug bangin, Drug bangin, it's Rich, an that nigga Black Chris, runnin a drug sweet bliss
change The empress attracts you but oppression distracts you And it makes you feel violent and strange Memory, ecstasy, tyranny, hypocrisy Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss
but it seems the hurt is way too much this time 'Cause I see a vain look in your eyes Tell me, do you see the same, same look in mine? Sandpaper kisses, paper cut bliss
lot Really learned a lot Love is like a flame It burns you when it's hot Love hurts Love hurts Some fools think of happiness Blissfulness, togetherness Some fools fool
life's fears Can invade my ears I can handle it I can laugh with a friend And remember the faces We wore at school Making the madness And solitary sadness A friendly fool
