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i’m just here to make love out of everything,
married to this shit look at my wedding ring,
and anyone who wanna try to forget me,
you can call me a hippy,
but i wear peace on a heavy chain

i’m just here to make love out of everything,
married to this shit look at my wedding ring,
and anyone who wanna try to forget me,
you can call me a hippy,
but i wear peace on a heavy chain

i don’t wanna explain this to you,
but everybody’s askin what i do,
no job, tattoos, don’t go to school,
picturin the next year like it’s photobooth.
oh,
tell the truth,
i live alive not a lie but i’m filled with youth,
got a girl on the side who’s ill and cute,
love when she says “fill me with you”
oo,
real dude,
on top of my shit like a flea would do,
nuts on stage like flea would do,
dream like mick fleetwould sing to you,
and thats mac and cheese,
i’m a funny little bitch, so you slappin knees,
while you laugh and tease,
how i rap to these,
homemade beats,
make a masterpiece,
on a song with the son of master P,
but as the homeboy said his raps were weak,
whispering,
like he got bad breathe and needs listerine,
now i hope that he don’t get pissed at me,
but if he does then i’ll fix my teeth,
if he decides that he wanna liston with me,
but i doubt that he even listens to me.
lately I've been feeling off,
woke up one day feelin soft,
not that i mean i dont feel tough,
just that i mean that i’m feelin numb.
linkin park,
i’m bright, but right now thinkin dark,
thinkin fuck,
makin shit,
and my life is what i make of it

i’m just here to make love out of everything,
married to this shit look at my wedding ring,
and anyone who wanna try to forget me,
you can call me a hippy,
but i wear peace on a heavy chain.

i’m just here to make love out of everything,
married to this shit look at my wedding ring,
and anyone who wanna try to forget me,
you can call me a hippy,
but i wear peace on a heavy chain.

maybe i talk about love to much,
but i cant help it,
i love to love.
love is rough,
is love enough?
most dudes just wanna bust a nut and fuck,
i can’t say i’m opposed to that,
every once and awhile i propose to that,
actually all day i can go for ass,
middle of the day thinkin bout sofa sex.
why do girls look good on facebook?
when they really got that “i gained weight look.”
i been with a girl with the “fake look”
thank God fakes not contageous,
cause my hands would be plastic, after i looked at her tits and i grabbed em.
like rocks, i couldnt even fathom,
felt like two new heads of cabbage,
growin up i thought fake tits we’re rad but,
now i want me a girl with nice and average.
skin softer than fabric,
and no mind games like magic,
i can’t stand that shit won’t have it.
i dont want her on my mattress,
won’t force any attraction,
i dont want her love in fractions,
geometric figures is all i seem to see now,
i’m changing, growing up, i guess this is just me now.
consider me a genius, soon to be world renowed,
not worried bout the money
now I'm nothing like you see now

i’m just here to make love out of everything,
married to this shit look at my wedding ring,
and anyone who wanna try to forget me,
you can call me a hippy,
but i wear peace on a heavy chain

i’m just here to make love out of everything,
married to this shit look at my wedding ring,
and anyone who wanna try to forget me,
you can call me a hippy,
but i wear peace on a heavy chain

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