Devlin The Garden Lyrics

A Moving Picture Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Sun Goes Down
  • 2 Really Cold
  • 3 (All Along the) Watchtower
  • 4 Off With Their Heads
  • 5 Ghost Ship
  • 6 Letter To My Boys
  • 7 Mother's Son
  • 8 Rewind
  • 9 Love Card
  • 10 Gift & Curse
  • 11 The Cast
  • 12 The Garden
  • 13 (All Along the) Watchtower (Acoustic)
  • 14 Rewind (Acoustic)
  • 15 Off With Their Heads (Acoustic)
  • 16 Sun Goes Down (Acoustic)
  • (Verse)
    Welcome to the garden that hates you and James London
    Where weed trees grow around the things that leave the poet
    By AKs and blood path you think are full of garbage
    Guess the game of weapon are attained like Osama’s
    Who, by the way, is still alive, and stays to say hello
    And told me to tell you that he’s just laying low
    Then disclose the TV paid to take the blame
    For what happened to the towers, so America could take control.
    I’m making fine smush, but this ain’t rock and roll,
    Just a snipp out of the crazyness of the life I know
    Inside it grind me slow, blow your mind out of hole
    You fly back to return to its rightful home
    I’m like a lot whole of lyrics but much more in the spirit
    I’m trying to come out with spell and take control
    Of every single area code across the globe
    For every fairy tower tell it straight and bold
    Is something like the common cold,
    No one’s find a cure for me, so I just hang around until it’s time to go
    And come back when I decide to,
    And play personas for viruses, like bird flu and swine flu.
    Or what happens in line is next that been designed to
    Kill it slowly with a knife, is human zu
    It’s jay lordan with a shade in alley way
    Don’t ask me who I am, who the fuck are you, fucking rude?
    All my boss in life move in synchracy
    Think of me is like a marry card game to me
    By virgin all the pussy hoes
    You think that I mistake to ‘em,
    Instinct to be inside my teeth.
    In the down next, take a rain check,
    Instead of blazing you I probably roll the place to bless
    Barber spraying to the damn date the game starts
    Make sense, won’t stop until I’m dead,
    That’s why I move into great extence,
    Bring me back to life in fifty thousand years
    And I reign on whoever recognize.
    Then came back with a diet coke jacking eyes
    See words to me is worst through the devil’s eyes
    I never went to it lost a part and made me jealous
    Throw my hands up, I admit
    That I want my hands to be, cause I feel like a man cuff
    But now I broke free, I’m never leaving bankrupt
    Rappers think that that stiff rather that who is this
    Just know I go hard, lapoon start, you know this is
    New mandoon into a fool and know what this is
    Until you hide unlike the moonlight and is the cuntoshionist
    I see men collecting metals, I think we need to pause a bit
    Cause I ain’t hating for the day that I start making some stuff
    Probably like and old friend
    And first veil upon myself from all the bullshits
    Anyways, I never stray away from real,
    All I can do, I guess, is demonstrate the way I feel
    The way I speak, the way I move, the way I breathe, the way I am
    So real life got me chasing and that kept me still
    I lost with diabetes, time to meet my tombstone in fucking wheel
    Listen, sometimes’ hard to get signed, but that’s irrelevant,
    I try to make, but I never had a lucky deal
    So you breads can climb my money kill
    Cause tv is on the run for money still
    And in my hands they’re on the blodd they want it too
    I’m own team, you know me,
    Running through the whole scene, screaming dang it I’m a zin
    With your whippers snappers drapping on it still
    What the fuck is with that man chapper that you killed
    Crackers smacking everywhere, just like the weed and pills
    My backyard is too rough for tench marsh.
    Fuck all the little pricks who keep saying my name
    You’ll never be as ill.

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