stars It looks so beautiful from here Thousand pictures fading color Going to places we went before I'm taking the blame It looks so beautiful from here Thousand
could give it was my debt and my last name Cause in the game things change livin up and down This hard life got me walkin with my head down Flashin frowns
tail and tongue We never close the coffers, make an offer until one The world is what we've made it and its better upside down The fastest growing biggest
teaser Wants to do a private show She's got a hundred thousand fantasies She wants the band to know She likes to brush across my Levis She likes to watch him grow
If it was up to me, then you would cry tonight When it's up to you, you kiss yourself goodbye Let go, push your daisies A thousand maybes, a thousand
fuck are you?" Calm down, bomb towns like graph artists Attack arists we lack hardest not in whack hardest Eww, now that's pimpin' So immature, I'll never grow
oceans blue I would walk a thousand miles Reveal my secrets More than enough for me to share I will put roses around your door Sit in the garden Growing
Your light Shines on my soul While a thousand candles Burn Outside this barren room The rain is pouring down The emptiness inside Is growing deeper
mug), somebody's child is a thug That can't even show they proud with a hug Though they help around the house movin thousands of drugs (thousands of drugs
the shit 'cause I just said you was beautiful diabolical, till the last molecule, down to my last hair folicle and cuticle rhyming to the call, to the (?) all the way down
you'se not MC's, you'se worthless You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand
it did not come true Twenty thousand roads I went down down down And they all lead me straight back home to you Twenty thousand roads I went down down down
me Old ladies is like 'Hold ya head, Tone, literally' All this, for a thousand grams? I'd rather be a con artist scheaming with a thousand scams [Chorus
heard of any big droughts A Kilo is a thousand grams A pile of sand is equivilant, to the eye It's nice to have a thousand fans Coke buyers, some be liars
my highs dropped to lows You know the sad part is It's starting to show That I ain't been quite myself now For quite a long time What looked like a thousand
of guidance i saw your dagger glint and boy did you kick when i hit the floor your fake sympathy kicked my ears even more growing rich from my toil
In this shiver of symphony the closing shadows turn like a still a thousand feet across the floor and in a second I'll never grow old quiet now quiet
