Lyrics:
the monsoon
Is there peace in drowning?
Waves keep surrounding
And ooooh, but it's my kind of night
So I'm calling you up
Calling your bluff
Baby, what's up?
Fuck a plug, I’m a grower, dnt fuck wit no cobras
Shit is getting scary, ain’t even October
Niggas jimmy carey, no mask you a joker
Keep a straight
Opinions are wrong, but I just hope that you follow along
Wanna bring you up to pace about this journey I'm on
Yeah, it all started back around when I was 12
key, look at me and you’ll see that I ain’t an OG
But I’m still the mother fucking K. I. D. emcee
Coming in so quick they calling me P. R. E.
Rollin
Spin around, spin around, spin around (She say she a saint, she a sinner now)
I got her spinning like DVDs
You need you a beat
Then come get at me (Get
the same nigga by myself i don't need 100 goons
Been running wit vot that nigga stuck with me like glue
They just want my spot why you mad cuz it ain you
She
"I'll be true to you
Even though you don't want me to
And I'll be blue for you
Even though you've asked me not to"
Well the year's drifted by them,
it up, I'm slidin' in
Winter winds, I need a Brisk
(No but what did he say to you?)
Flyin' out, I'm divin' in
TSA no need to frisk
Check, check (Woah,
what you need ain't got the time
I just wanna go back home, play this music and write blues songs, watch that river roll on by
These dirty streets don't
calling and I'm headed there soon
My life's an empty room consumed by gloom
My demons haunt me, and they won't leave me alone
I tried to exorcise them, but
no wait
This is what it is
Shawty be calling every Friday
Nigga where you at , pull up there's a gig
All my niggas on, we already killin' it
Set
Been calling you for months
But you never picking up
The excuses you giving me
But I aint giving up
Days turn to months
Finally answer your phone
You
remote controlled
Too remote controlled
Too remote controlled
By the bank note
Uh
Now you pale
That I work for maself
Ma ass off and take the shelf
and we blast face
Bad bitch in the backseat know we blazing up
I know she a teachers pet by the way she sucking up
Toss her to the homie man you know I
Wanted to spend every night minute and hour with you
But time didn't want to wait, it passed by fast
Now I'm calling you up, thinkin it over
said, "What place is better than being here with me?"
I said, "You got a point, but I really must be going"
He grabbed me by the shoulders and his tears
family
Stopped by the blue store
Goin get that chicken
Yeah you know
I got that major flow
Kickin down the door
Everybody hit the floor
This a 4-4
Teyana
on my oppas
Cause I do not mind when
My blunt is laced
Brodie a killa He shoot everyday
My life a movie Dvd blue ray
Call her Alexa She do what I say
I
I'm lookin' forward to some brand new music
October boy 1994 I ain't a spastic
(Yeah) No bandana on me red or blue
Sketchpad on me wit no pictures I
All my roses are too sweet for you
But you tried by now one or two
They have filled your lungs with smell of blue
But for now, I need to cut them too
Beck here the leaves are turning
On me just like you
Change is full of color
And it's anything but blue
I thought that I'd stop living
Without
read It back and i'm no longer blue
Red as October shoes and Blue as Blue Moons
My loose screws no longer clueless
No longer useless lost in bermudas
DVD
Young king you king get up and do your thing
Young king you king get up and do your thing
Jay z got a billy and Jordan got all rings
They only thing
Everywhere you go
Whether America
Or Jakarta, Indonesia
Or Canada
Or British Columbia
Or Vancouver
You can connect
Suddenly
With a bunch
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