the pocket because rock is my occupation I do it remarkably, spark up a leaf and possibly you could follow me Tap into your chi Utilize your spiritual faculty, accurately, use your
rock this Bang this music in your speakers and boxes Legs and users, 'bout as a deep as my thoughts is Sit back and I'mma paint you a portrait This
love is love honey, yeah Digi, Digi, bong, bong, bangin? you long Whop, pop, who pop, then bang bang boom Shabobalee, shabizzy Good night, here's your
Read beginning to end and measured sideways I've traveled the length of your desert highways Been under your bed And slept in ditches I saw your scars
out from a dream In a autumnal night... In an autumnal night passion... How deep, how graceful, how fiery, How vibrant... Is this devotion I feel for
looking for is never what you find Nothing ever seems to turn out right Still running around still searching all these long indifferent streets For your
portrait at the round table, my Dunn speakin with his Twin ghost It's gangsta how we rock, while you watch Attracted to our style, this is how we get
your first hello Hey, how about a little rock and roll? Let?s put some Beatles on the stereo Have a Coca Cola, buddy Honey, all I know is you?ve got it
I don't paint the portrait of the picture perfect Partridge family This ain't your orphan Annie, no this is more uncanny Kick down Dakota Fannings front door while the whore is
to rock this Bang this music in your speakers and boxes Legs and users, 'bout as a deep as my thoughts is Sit back and I'mma paint you a portrait This
deep into my mind, see I got a treasury That float through my head like a sweet melody What you telling me Reflection is a collection of memories Definitely this is how
naw that's not goin get it man, Gotta come better than this My head is killing me mayne AAHHH! [Verse 1:] Gazing at this blank page channeling my deep
the top of your list, call me crazy. Don't ask me how, I'm looking at a few days from now I need commitment for this to make sense How you got me looking
harder than any man with reason or rhyme but if i had a way to show her how deep my heartache runs and the way i find myself loving her is the best thing
come to me, crucify our legacy. Portrait of imperfect life, no sanctity, no paradise. Perception. Reflection. Hope, your hope. Care, your care. Love, your love
