I just want to talk to you I won't uh, do you no harm I just want to know about your diff'rent lives On this is here people farm I heard some of you got
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ain't hear half of it From my fucked up marriages To dealing with miscarriages From drinking with savages Driving hazardous I'm here today to meet the man from
up from the Hell with the olive oil voice Now hurry my hurt, bury dirt deep within Against witty rap war startin', robbin' in the wind The great blue skies
money's free-doughs Now the Enzo doors go up like a Dilo Reon, same song some from my man Nigo SLR, when the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jar Nigga
my money's free-doughs Now the Enzo doors go up like a Dilo Reon, same song some from my man Nigo SLR, when the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jar
a sting from a killa bee Kickin' the battery out the back of them Wisecracks distorted for your get high you hijack These friendly skies ain't for you
savage and violent flesh, the cut that bleeds, the kiss that stings We're shooting up stars and desperate snows That fall from shimmering skies So take
are drunk in the Waffle House Southern nights are fucked up so we wild and loud Southern nights are sun up when we get up Take your ass to sleep cuz
from my heart and soul to my unwilling eyes Lift my vision from the ground, lift it to the skies Skies they used to be so ugly, rain that sting my face
, face to the skies, Black Rain Palms out, feel the sting and let your soul get drained We don't give a fuck, like it or not Lotus up in the mirror
just like a wound I'll probably never know where she disappeared But I can see her rising up out of the back seat now Just like an angel rising up from
floors turn to desert sand A whisper crept up and stole my breath Suddenly I stepped on a scorpion I felt the poisoned sting Inject and fill my veins Skies
Don't shut your eyes When they're lighting up the skies I just want to see them shine And I cannot take my mind off you Halo of fire In my heart there
When man's heart is full of deciet... It burns up, dies... And a dark shadows falls over his soul... From the ashes of a once great man, has risen
, in the shadow of my bride The black pint is my dream. From orange white and green. With nightmares of poteen. Spittin up in the sink. Shove it up
to my unwilling eyes Lift my vision from the ground lift it to the sky Skies they used to be so ugly rain that stings my face Opens up their