Lyrics:
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
of time goes by
Will you find a hill on which to die
Blinded by another's lie
The endless, idle march of time goes by
The time goes by
The time goes by
It's time, I came to get mine
Runnin' through the hoods with a hand on the nine
Why do the pigs come?
Bring your ass on cross the line so I can
remained still young
For their hearts were full of spring
Then one day they died
And their graves were side by side
On a hill where robins sing
the Parkinson's done eat away my brain
And made me Robin Williams crazy
Or I end up with dementia, but you rocking with a sadist
Hate to say this, but if
everywhere
I'm paring, I'm light
Come get me, I'm the king of the hill, I'm the king of the hill
Shitting myself on the top of the world, cause I'm the king
What was the reason?
Didn't need one
Like instinct born into a trade
Not by choice but for a purpose
Push the rock, move the stone
Forever the hill
always
Bailey hill always
Bailey hill always
Bailey hill always
I say Dad can we
Come back here
Maybe someday soon
Dad says that sounds good
Bailey Hill
dressed in all black like batman and they robin
Like boy ain’t no ken to me naw you ain’t no friend to me
Ain’t no ken to me naw you ain’t no friend to me
I
the point of no return
They're piling bodies one by one
Fulfilling all their dreams to come
The prophecy of war that Charles Manson had begun in the hills
the point of no return
They're piling bodies one by one
Fulfilling all their dreams to come
The prophecy of war that Charles Manson had begun in the hills
surround you
But you won't be shaken, no
For you know where your help comes from
To the hills your heart will go
Will go
Just keep your eyes up to the hills
a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
'Cause I'm surrounded by
The Plague 1983
The Plague 6:17
(Dave Hill-Mal Spooner)
(Intersong/Warner Chappel)
Begin the madness
Tear down the sign
Ideals and values
When it's cold outdo's come in I heat ya
You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya
Don't worry 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya
He trapped by
outdo's come in I heat ya
You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya
Don't worry 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya
He trapped by alarms
boy you need to stop it
Biggie Coogi sweater
Robin jeans with Giuseppe's on
Jump up in that six
Drop my top and get my flexing on
And every time I'm
out a casket, where I come from
Buildin' on their choices, I'm familiar with the voices that I never tapped on
Made two daughters by two different women
Like heaven smooth skin
Your hair in the wind
That lives in those hills
That switch all in your weapons
That sexy way you talk girl
Like a Da Vinci
but big as Megan
My other bitch cute, and she dangerous, think I don't make it, huh
Five star Bay List, all my hoes A-list
Party in the hills, Robin
A new life is mine
And that is why by the cross
I will stay
I believe in a hill called mount calvary
I believe whatever the cost
And when time has
of the 805
Here in the hills of the 805
Oh God, hear my soul come alive
Here in the hills of the 805
Oh Lord, hear my soul come alive
(Oh, come by the hills to the land where fancy is free.
Stand where the peaks meet the sky and the loughs meet the sea,
Where rivers run clear,
your flowers you will phone
Let your dog walk alone, come back to me
Let your tub overflow
If a date waits below
Let him wait for Godot
Come by
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