Lyrics:
got a brand new bitch, so I put her in some rick
Diamonds dancing, I'm on that timing like I'm fin
Yeah, I'm baked off these fuckin' xans, more baked
chin
Before I leave this town oh
Well he grabbed a grey goose by the neck
Throwed a duck up across his back
And he did not mind the quack quack quack
really here
Have I really live what they call a miracle
It seem like I'm dreamin, ah somebody pinch me
Am I supposed be in da spot dat I'm in, is
in the club with
You a 8 but the fit make me love it
I upgrade to a 10 no discussion
I need you and by 10 I’m yo daddy now
Have the Uber drop you off
it in a cloud of dust?
This town's been too good to us (to us, to us)
Good people in a back row pew
Good dirt that the corn grows through
Good
the glutton with a substance
That can't be contained, Wu-Tang
Motherfuckers
We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club
Y'all all in the back
Scared
I said remember this moment
In the back of my mind
The time we stood with our shaking hands
The crowds in stands went wild
We were the kings
that be makin me laugh
Yo bitch a pain in my ass
Pimp that hoe out'n take her cash
This life is up for the grabs
On the dirt road in the
Back eating blue
in, givin' up, sinkin' down too fast
Livin' in a coal dust town
(In a) rundown filthy shack
Livin' in a coal dust town
With a monkey on your back
the streets young crew have Gotham fun
Back to work again steerage and first class
Ordered back to Asia battle action happens fast
A vicious battle cycle it
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
on the walls
In the bathroom stalls
Underneath that freight-train bridge that we jumped off
We wrote long live the kings and queens of this city
Small town
I've lived in lonely cities
I've crossed deserts on camel back
And I've filled the halls of folklore with things I'd rather we forget
I could
the hood
But them rappers don't live there they live in Hollywood
It ain't about where you at it's about where you from
If you ever go back they might
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over
in town
Hey, you better run away home
Cus' we got a monster in town
Hahaha
You ain't ready for this one
chahaha
Better watch your back
When I was kid
Or is the way that you picture me
(In the pocket
Right smack dab in the socket)
Colored by the way you've been treated in
A situation that comes to mind
could live like a king
you don't need to be rich
when you are from america
bobby came back to new york
to america
in a coffin
his parents cried but
to live smack in the middle of Seattle
By that I mean where you buy smack
During COVID I moved to where you buy cattle
And the Asian population, I doubled
thangs, 'cause once the world was
bringin' me down.
Mesmerized, controlled by the other side,
and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .
Wish:
. .
Kids are spittin' on the Town Hall steps and frightenin' old ladies
I dreamt that I was livin' back in the mid 1980s
People marchin', people
And I believe that's the way we were supposed to live
I wouldn't trade one single day here in small town USA
Give me a Saturday night, my baby by my
And I believe that's the way we were supposed to live
I wouldn't trade one single day here in small town USA
Give me a Saturday night, my baby by my
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
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