Lyrics:
Cita Citata

Rejoice forward out this feeling Ten true summers long We go round and round and round and round Until we pick it up again Time flies, on and on it goes

What's happenin' nigga? Hell yeah, what's up my nigga? Ain't nothin' just out here grindin', my nigga you know what it is What's up nigga what you need

Star maker First, unwrap my body like I'm your birthday gift And like a birthday wish, tell me what you need and I got you girl Let me perform for you

Big sky, big sky holding up the sun Big sky, big sky holding up the moon Big sky holding down the sea But it can't hold us down anymore Big sky holding

Born on a farm in a transatlantic moonlight Split like a cord of wood, my family broke up Sold like a piece of steer, a piece of meat, a cow A breathing

Maybe I should go and live in amsterdam In a side street near a big canal Spend my evenings in the van gogh museum What a dream, van gogh museum Maybe

Good morning, it's possum day Feel like a possum in every way Like a possum Possum whiskers, possum face Possum breath and a possum taste Ooohhh, like

Some couples live in harmony Some do not Some couples yell and scream Some do not But what you said was something That I can't forget It echoes in my

There's a white prism with phony jism Spread across it's face And the soulful convicts forever interred Lose the smile across their faces The smile that