Lyrics:
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
non públic medicines
Another live has been ruined by need to kill
And in the end of all my dreams
I see Crows
Acid Crows
Acid Crows
I see persistance
South Bronx, New York
(evil laughter)
[Chorus: x3]
Is it live, live, live, live, live
(evil laughter)
[Verse one:]
I heard your CD is wack
on a wagon wheel
Rats in a rat race, why, I'll never know
But I live with nine things
Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness,
Faithfulness, gentleness,
up. Down a laid-back gravel road. We light it up and we live it up out in the country where we're from.
We're up and gone for the rooster crows
when he's not practicin' Jim Crow
Or actressing some nympho bimbo
He's playin' Ray J, the old tape
DOOM, well, what can I say like JJ in a gold cape
when he's not practicin' Jim Crow
Or actressing some nympho bimbo
He's playin' Ray J, the old tape
DOOM, well, what can I say like JJ in a gold cape
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
my nigga Tay on right
And my Nigga Zay on left
It’s a wagon on my bitch
It’s a glocky on my hip
Whole gang slide down the strip
Yea BikeLyfe I’m
of their half moon
One buys medicine
One buys blocks
One buys sticks
One buys flowers
The crown prince buys flowers
His field of flowers is bleeding
Thе
will never live that way
I will never live that way, no
I will never live that way
If the old you is gone and you're never going back, say
I will never
dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of
Medicine and generate mills
Tour the album, only for more sales
Last name stoner,
I'm back
Back by popular demand
Back on the beats back with the mic in hand
I'm back like your spine
Back one more time
Back to show these rappers
the black benz
G wagon with the limo tints
Old boy tried to make amends
I'm more focused on the benjamins
See my girl she's a perfect 10
We turned up with her
early at night
'Cause a jug of coal-oil costs a dime
But I stay up late come pickin' time
Stay up late come pickin' time
My old wagon barely gets me
a Bugatti, for real
I pull up on the Ducati, one wheel
Then I take off on the private, the Lear
Up to the clouds until I disappear
Ain't where I live, it's
That old crow came back today
Sitting in my window like a prophet
Out on the fire escape, to say
Anger is just love, left out, gone to vinegar
That old crow came back today
Sitting in my window like a prophet
Out on the fire escape, to say
Anger is just love, left out, gone to vinegar
the sky,
Completely disappearing behind each bar.
Then a helicopter flew by.
"Say hi to Earl and Edith.
Tell'em I'm doing fine.
Tell'em you're old
early at night
'Cause a jug of coal-oil costs a dime
But I stay up late come pickin' time
Stay up late come pickin' time
My old wagon barely gets me
rhyme readily heavily influenced by all I've ever seen
It's my medicine remedy
And if you ever seen me live at a show
You will know I use pure energy
become their lives.
The television has so dampened people's anger.
The population is mesmerised by the flickering screen
And the streets, where
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
a wagon wheel, and we laughed away our troubles
We ate a beast as a holiday feast
cnd we thanked each other well
Morning came and we awoke to find a wall
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