(Source: leavemymouth)

(Source: david902)

[Deep]

Listen, I blow trees with the Buddha man squeeze with the war lord
Your floored hot stay on point like a scoreboard
I come hard the way a chick pull a clit
I know you assholes is pissin’ all you dicks full of shit
Get your dogs muzzled, I’m drunk off the power I guzzle
Break men into pieces leave ‘em puzzled
Clips I pack ‘em in like sardines, flippin’ on niggas
Like Megatron in the hands of Starscream
And this year y’all are gon have to give it the fuck up
If not I’m takin’ it, however you make of it
I stack cake a bit, I should wear a bakers mitt
And put cheese down on the whip like it was quaker grits
Or little mommy when she shakes her tits
Work the pole and make it twerk and roll
I know it urk you whole that I could jerk your soul
In your sleep, you meet the Grim Reap, oh yeah I gets deep

[Elzhi]

[I’ve Got My Music]

You’re like a song in my heart
I love every part
A song, you’re like a song
Happiness today is just a song away
it’s a song

I love your music, baby
I don’t worry ‘bout a thing
Oh, turn on your music, baby
See my happiness beam

Your love is music
Oh my darling, yeah
Your love is music, ah baby, yeah
And music is my life

Turn on some music more
Hey, turn on some music more
I got my music, hey, hey
I love my music, hey
We need the music

[Marvin Gaye]

… the sounds of living

(Source: cocainepersona)

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[Fun]

But I like to think
I can cheat it all
To make up for the times I’ve been cheated on
And it’s nice to know
When I was left for dead
I was found and now I don’t roam these streets
I am not the ghost you want of me

If you’re lost and alone
Or you’re sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on

Woah
My head is on fire
But my legs are fine
Cause after all they are mine
Lay your clothes down on the floor
Close the door
Hold the phone
Show me how
No one’s ever gonna stop us now

Cause we are
We are shining stars
We are invincible
We are who we are
On our darkest day
When we’re miles away
So we’ll come
We will find our way home

If you’re lost and alone
Or you’re sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on

[Carry On]

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