Everything
My threshold for negative energy low
Your a glimmering lost cause in jaws of neurosis
Only 5 percent slip from hypnosis
What woke us
What riveted Moses
The same
Rubus Sanctus
Burning cannabis
Candle wick lit with the sage
Like abscess drained
the shrubs was in flames
Make use of the day
What tools were used to escape
Penny pinching
Crib reminiscent of a brothel
Explain
Lack luster
He needs clusters of praise
Touch up the caves
And send them back
Where they came
This the souls of the strange fruits
Prayer for the ancestors
Last night they came through
Neck abrasion said
We share the same noose
Ain't no shackle on your ankle
But the brain restraints grew
Not much new
In your past life
You probably done it too
You stunted who
When where
Why lie
You need an ego boost
You're in a fairytale land
hell your man's
Can hardly stand you too
My days I'm grown recluse
To the bullshit
We're up to no good
Smoking like the little engine
That could...
To the bullshit
I'm up to no good
Smoking like the little engine
That could...
Hmmm...
Make the song cry
Cause I don't shed
Tears much
Make the song cry
Cause I don't shed
Tears much
Make the song cry
Cause I don't shed
Tears much
Your a glimmering lost cause in jaws of neurosis
Only 5 percent slip from hypnosis
What woke us
What riveted Moses
The same
Rubus Sanctus
Burning cannabis
Candle wick lit with the sage
Like abscess drained
the shrubs was in flames
Make use of the day
What tools were used to escape
Penny pinching
Crib reminiscent of a brothel
Explain
Lack luster
He needs clusters of praise
Touch up the caves
And send them back
Where they came
This the souls of the strange fruits
Prayer for the ancestors
Last night they came through
Neck abrasion said
We share the same noose
Ain't no shackle on your ankle
But the brain restraints grew
Not much new
In your past life
You probably done it too
You stunted who
When where
Why lie
You need an ego boost
You're in a fairytale land
hell your man's
Can hardly stand you too
My days I'm grown recluse
To the bullshit
We're up to no good
Smoking like the little engine
That could...
To the bullshit
I'm up to no good
Smoking like the little engine
That could...
Hmmm...
Make the song cry
Cause I don't shed
Tears much
Make the song cry
Cause I don't shed
Tears much
Make the song cry
Cause I don't shed
Tears much
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Writer(s): Michael Norman Sorrrells
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