Lyrics:
Well, I wish that I was on old Rocky Top
Down in the Tennessee hills
Cause there ain't no smog, no smoke on Rocky Top
Ain't no telephone bill
Now
talk I'm here for you
Don't be blinded by the city smog
We can really talk
Nigga it's okay if you're feeling down
Long as you come up for air before you
to death that's painted by the numbers
With crime unapplied pressure, cats is playing God
But having children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
We
this plug shit I live it thru every line... (thru every line)
Can't come to the table if u tellin fables bruh never mind...(never mind)
The faker
Theyll try to tell you all these fables
Talking bout what they got
But bitch i want my bread
Thats all thats in my head
If i aint got my pockets full
More like fables
More like lies
And you swear
You swear joy can only come by finding a partner
Ignoring the amazing person that's been within you all
resurrect old fables
Still fables are where hope and love reside
'Cause I can take you by the hand
Lead you out to sea
Just believe in me
Yes I will take
me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
look me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
distance
Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
Cryptic colloquialisms shift your mid rift
Dog-paddle through a bog of shadows and smog
With my
for a interview
She said she's heard stories
And she's heard fables
That I'm vicious on the
Mic and the turntables
This young reporter I did adore
So I
smog zwolnij krok na dzielnicach
Kolejny rok uniwersytetu życia
Żyjesz tu nie tylko po to by umrzeć
Tyle snów nie po to by złożyć je w trumnie
Walczysz
Chorus: cool Keith (repeat 2X)
I'm seein robots, passin by, everyday (I'm seein robots!)
I'm seein robots, lah lah lah lah lah lah
I'm seein
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
East Hampton dear Johnny
You were here for such a short time and now
You're gone again i hope you don't stay in
LA for too long i hear the smog is
tapes
And the smog from LA
And so I'll surf these dunes
And hum my tunes
And now I'm
Hanging low
And driving high
Like tide and noon
I'm just passing by
People, we can do better, woah
People, would ya take a look around, yeah
We can't get by
Stealing from the sky, living in this lie
We can't get by
Running
comprehend
Missions that started fables
And never fuckin end
Inspired by the failure of
The gardens that came before
Regrow refill return
To the end of our
all they write about these days
Is how we're comically in a fable
And it's wrong to hate them
Cause they IPA, icy
Cold brew, enticing
Likely
Tell me where it's at though
Lost stories old fables in my notebook
They tell of times where rhyming is why I won't look
At bigger crowds in the eyes
Glory-holing fuck bitches
Leave pussy swollen
Im the broken table
That disabled all the fables
Leave ur shirt stained with
My 12 gauge close range
Slithering
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