Cover art for Good Times by Mweez

Good Times

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Good Times Lyrics

Just about to break the atmosphere's outer shell
About to enter the deepest parts of hell
My mind belongs to no one only fear
Lets set the dash, drink this beer
And hope we don't get caught in traffic
Unless you want this Valkyrie shit to turn into havoc
Let me just inject this, and slow down the rate
Leave my veins out in the streets as bait
Shoot my way out like a maverick about to have a
Heart attack down out in the Hiroshima banks
Cause even the sinful will lie in the gates about to accepted through the eyes of God
Sure makes you feel kinda odd, like doing the right things in life will go marked off
All the words you've preached vanished, with out a trace. Like someone just murdered the bible
Left it to die in maniacal grace, set to the pace of Jesus and pals
Dropping knowledge on peers is a waste of time, like a light that has no place to shine
So I never allow it
My mind may be spun, like a ball of yarn, but thoughts race through me like the Ungrateful dead
Cause even the lies I spin seem like the first testament
Lets see who walks the plank first. Too bad cause your already at the edge of it
To be fed by the blood thirst of the sharks in the sea
The wager about to be the standpoint to a third degree
Murder, cause no matter how much she scream no one even heard her
But just because I spliced her doesn't mean she deserved it
It only means that I was having as much fun as possible
Knowing that I killed Mary, the so called virgin
Hell, but I wasn't the only one who enjoyed every moment of it
Even Joseph Smith founder of the Book of Mormons
Sat there recording every last bit of it
Its a shame I had to throw him into the hell pits of fire destroying all the evidence
But that just seems to be my luck these days
Dazed and confused, ever since the first day I blazed
Watching great moments go by without a flash, only the black outs
Are the funnest things I ever had
Kickin' it with the homies Tip, Peter, Duff and Dan
There's more to name but not enough time to spend
Cause even time and space is just something yet to be bent
But even till the end I can't say I didn't try
Knowing myself, Mweez, I fucked up parts of my life
But that doesn't mean that I had to stop dead on the highway left to die
But knowing I was somewhere doing something or nothing
Shows to me that I know I had a good time

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