Lyrics:
way
Your way
The highway
Separation
Reparation
More than color
More than system
Less than racial
Less than method
It's been endless
Change the rhythm
Feel the rhythm (6x)
One, two, three
feel the rhythm of my heart
rip it out, sully my blood
stay by my side and just pray
God wont forgive our
gonna be alright
And if the sunsets
I'm still standing by your side
As long as your by mine
We gonna be alright
We had a great time
All good things gotta
Yo yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been
back on track
Get the skates off the rack
Cause the best roller king is
The new ladies mack
The '91 Sheep will supply the two
The Plug One will be fine
(Tahiti)
(Tahiti)
(Tahiti)
Please get accountants to count it for me
Get control of your bitch, she keep flockin' on me
Fly by myself, seen the top
In the Dodge City yards of the Sante Fe
Stood a freight made up for the east
And the engineer with his oil and waste
Was groomin' the great iron
In the Dodge City yards of the Sante Fe
Stood a freight made up for the east
And the engineer with his oil and waste
Was groomin' the great iron
redemption,
Cult aggression with no suppression
Everyone pushed too hard,
The shit is FUBAR
All the psychos pushed right back,
Who says what's too far,
Go get
know why you looked into my eyes with a great smile?
I wanna know why you showed me your back when i need you in my life?
And all this time
I wanna be by
the city is plunged into darkness
By an unpredicted rolling blackout
The White House always blames the governor
Sayin' 'The solution is to vote him out'"
the city is plunged into darkness
By an unpredicted rolling blackout
The White House always blames the governor
Sayin' 'The solution is to vote him out'"
the situation we sophisticated goons
Know you live by the gun then
You die by it too niggas call me prophesy
Swagging and philosophies
White on white wagon call
The Great American Dream
(Lyrics & Music by Rocky Michaels)
Down at the beach thereu0027s a guy and his girl holding hands
He kisses her
at the right time. You good for my soul like some white wine.
And whenever things get hazy, or shit’s crazy
Just know that I got your back like you got mine
with me?
I'm too real for the fake, too great to not be seen
It's a party everyday
Where I lay I must not say
Got two, around the way
And they always
white chucks and a Kobe jersey
Money in my pocket, gold 'round my neck
I came to take the game over, ain't no more holdin' back
I'm fly to death, take
and white ivory
Gettin six on artillery, you don't want to see a G
Break yo' ass like dishes
Buster-ass tricks, sleep with the fishes
Runnin' from Lennox,
and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in
red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do
by the greed
We be sippin', girls be trippin' cause it’s hot in the A
Peaches shakin' up in Follies all night and day
Hold up there shorty I’m not
siempre
No puedo sacar eso de mi mente bebe
Porque mami yo te quiero
Si tu me quieres dimelo cantando
Listen baby girl I want you, let the rhythm
back dont need that lotion
This no act nobody's posing
Bodies touching this is deep on all discussions
Like where you going
Foot of the bed days go by
wreckage
That I've come to love so well
Yes, color me stunned and dazzled
By all the red white and blue flashing lights
In the American intersection
Discuss these back on the rhythm by great white Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In