Tekster:
No Motiv Shells

It's been a long time since we've gone Those summer days are done I won't forget those times we walked By the tide pools skipping stones and shells Those

I have simple tastes I'm only satisfied with the best And Oscar said it best Nothing succeeds like excess So I do foolish things With the noblest motives

insane, insane again Relax, relax, relax, relax, relax, relax Puppets with directions they whisper in my ears Circled stairs around me drip with long forgotten tears Nothing done without a motive

Come child, the Anunnaki wait Truth is the Weapon no pity it holds The ways of the flesh Barbaric behavior patterns Flesh over Spirit, the motivator

spheres hard to comprehend frightening and confusing but also breathtaking ! somehow you can now communicate with your subconscious self manic depression can motivate

s when the van pulls up It's tight situations like this You know the risk, roll the dice, hit or miss She feelin' me? Well, she got different motives A candy shell

the distance, default to conform to the new They animate me, in confidence I thrive My reign, supremacy, I speak no word unheard Re-motivate me, I'm

-8-7 on these mothafuckin amateurs of rap Feel the wrath of a nigga who bust Makin my clique the shit, bitches wanna discuss ? platonic? , the lyrical killins don't got no motives

a cuter nurse, that's how I feel It's me and you against the universe, you know the deal Motivated by your strength, plus the way you raise your