calm down you need meditation sending me a text wiith a hundred exclamations about how im wrong without any explanation at all, before you say another nigga next up i should call a
what you want to Let's take it outdoors with out your There's no one without beds without floors Plays our body softly like piano keys Together explore
the music down Before the words down What music? The song There is no song No, really Really what? There is no song I'm just, playing and plinking on the piano
For she believed that purity Was all that was required To live a better way But there was for us No place to hide For that same day A child died Two
There must be a reason why you're here there must be a part of this That I can live in without fear Oh well, what do you know It's the same old scene
you get to save you mind You can hope you can pray For an easier way But One jail without the chains stays There is no escape Solitude is a virtue
in a song They get you hummin' You start a strummin' Just keep 'em comin' They get you goin' You snap your fingers The music lingers You get some singers To make a showin' Words
rhymes with the word rhyme I gotta' rhyme rhyme with mixture And speakin' of mixture, with you I wanna' be mixed up I'm a record and your like a record
Marines Corps. flat (?) vest, with the guns and ammo Spittin' bars like a demon stuck inside a piano Turn a Sambo into a soldier with just one line Now
morgue This is how a killer record With the double edged triple syllable sword, I'm iller than all Dineri, see I'm a literary genius Bury niggaz with words, a
So I put on my overcoat and went down to find In Revlon and Crimpelene, they captured my heart To the strain of a piano and a cocktail murderess She
a critic, I work for the gazette man I got a real job He did a 5 star column on a band you never heard He did a bluegrass review without an unkind word
be warned, never will I leave like a regular Cause I'm a little better than the regular competitor I use to see 'em on stage Earnin money like a thief, but without a
dim and light full of darkness (Yah) How a man can kill his wife and leave her heartless (Yeah) My god it's not a good place In this world to have a
're gone (I'm wantin' you back) And I ain't gonna lie It's been a long road I've seen a lot of days A lot of sorrow (I'm wantin' you back) And if
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano Bring a bullet proof vest Nothin' to ricochet Ready to aim at the brain Now what the trigger say Tempos triflin' Felt like a
a moth to the flame. [Roxie Hart] A moth? [Billy Flynn] Now I am a man who will assist and you're a butterfly. Crushed on a wheel! [Roxie Hart] Wait
way] Shall we gather at the airport? He'd always arrive in the nick a' time A good five minutes ahead a' flight time A-lookin' like he'd been drug through a