below (them bloomin' right?)
Who to call when your below the cement
I guess no one's there
Smoke a blunt
So much for love
Working some shit
The light is never on both sides
What do you care about?
The last off this odd night
The last woooooo
Woooooo wo
Rolling minds
Rolling minds
Rolling minds
At the moon lighting
Grandpa see me
I put in desperate tricks
Influenced out the century's of history
Keeping track of all that meaning
I'm taking places back our breed
You alone
Except my homies
Except my homies
I guess no one's there
Smoke a blunt
So much for love
Working some shit
The light is never on both sides
What do you care about?
The last off this odd night
The last woooooo
Woooooo wo
Rolling minds
Rolling minds
Rolling minds
At the moon lighting
Grandpa see me
I put in desperate tricks
Influenced out the century's of history
Keeping track of all that meaning
I'm taking places back our breed
You alone
Except my homies
Except my homies
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