Lyrics:
are at the door
the Magnum was by the ashtray
(New Jersey) He bout to go out like Scarface
He woke up in a cardboard box with no space
with Thug
due SOUTH theme - Jay Semko
(by Jay Semko & Bryan Potvin)
High winds in northern sky will carry you away
You know you have to leave here
You wish
like me cuz I be wild always stayed in detention
So i just pull up my socks
Then i run up the street
I sold a couple of rocks
To buy a house by the beach
to your core
Seems someone is full of rage
Is it because you couldn't decide
If you were straight bi or gay
What do you have to say
You opened up a can
hat
Who the fuck im gonna call I fall off the map
Always worried this
Always worried that
Need to worry cash
With your broke ass
Opened my heart just
They were all sitting there crying and by that time
Grandma had got out of the car
She made her way across that dirt road and
She walked up to it
Yeah
Who's got that style sick?
Rip up the mic, clout, go wild kid
Money coming now I've opened my eyelids
Middle finger to the sky
I'm a rudeboy
tha King of the South, there is none flyer
(I'm tha King)
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Thought you was on top
(I'm tha King)
I pass right by ya
I will
Or where somebody like me's gonna wind up going
All I know is that I have already been
Parked in a Chevy by the deep river rolling
And that summer night,
Sacred jewels found in heaven
Carved off the cornerstone bread without the leaven
North to the south east to the west
Blessed is the seven cause
the spaceship you know that they just hide
Yeah, you know I ride or die
For my team I would just die
I just laid it in these bars
We done opened up these doors
Conversated with a girl she told me she wanna die
Death close to her bones I can see the scars on her arm
She opened up her hand
I see a blade in her
to terms to smile through rain
Why can't I let sadness take its place?
Cause you need to speak to sadness sometimes
Instead of picking up the petals your
talk to you
But I got bushwacked by your new beau-hunk
Blind sided by an ol’ pool cue
I was all busted up when he opened my head
By the end I was seeing
come all, fortune-seeking brothers
Pick up the faint, faint scent
Of the faith of our fathers
Their names were known once to me
I hear them sometimes
the passer-bys play my sweep
South-side, Sunnyside
Is the blocks I run, South Acres, South Park
Niggas all got guns
Over here we got this code Charlie, get
and Junny-Mae we got on fine
Till I had to move further down the line
Promised that girl I'd be back soon
A little bit south of Saskatoon
Went up to Nome
the street up to the top
An independent European
Who has never needed someone
To blow the whole thing up
Hurrah hurrah, today, today i opened the bar
A bar,
hood with a bird eye
Same day I did shrooms it opened up my third eye
My youngin said fuck the scat when and bought the red eye
Free up all them boys in
Don't fly away, come along quick,
South where the breezes blow.
Leave this storm land,
Come away to a warm land.
Pack up, fly away, learn an old
Getting lit in my zone
Rolling on chrome
Tell these bicthes leave me lone
You could tell just by my tone
That the southern tip my home
Deep south deep
Send you to the ER
Fuck wakin' up feelin' bummy
From the moment his eye opened
He could feel it in his tummy
When he rub his belly it go
Yum yum
South
cry no tears
No cry no tears
Fuck wakin' up feelin' bummy
From the moment his eye opened
He could feel it in his tummy
When he rub his belly it go
South
figure out what to do
Fuck it, let's stop by the liquor store and pick us up some brew
So now we rolling to the O, I got a 40 in my lap
Hennessy by the 5th
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