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was up from the them snow days
On god
But um
Nah, you remember bro with custom Timbs
Got snuffed by the nigga he was selling to
For real, I thought it
Tounge lets take it back to the old days street
Knowledge was the goal mane, my pens my mac
10 I be splitting niggas in all ways, they got you gassed up
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm
Now and then I see old timers talkin'
All day long relivin' them good ol' days
Like it never gets old and it's the same old stories
Got me
One by one
the good souls of Blessing were turned to stone and
sent on to their grisly fate, until only the noble
Eriel remained. The spectacle that
Day ones stay layered up like a eskimo
I can see the future I can read emotion
Callon B the ruler known to seize the moment
Underneath the lunar each
Listen here, little bro, I've called you three fucking times
Pick up the damn phone, I'm gonna come to Fisher myself and grab you by the fucking
On the bench by the old cabin door
The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart
With sorrow where all was delight
The time has come when we have to part
Then my
the block don't love back
Huggin on my knock but my knock don't hug back
Got played by a couple bitches then I started playin games
Old bitches tryna hit me
Ice Cube in my nightcap, it was a good day
You heard what the hood say, Logic what you should play
Killin' shit like OJ, I'm rhymin' like old Jay
Bring the bikes and the rides out
Gas'em up
Fire up the grill
Cause today gone be a good day
Hit the streets
And we gone party like it's 99
I been drinking green tea all day
Girl told me go play
I don't need no pass for the hallway
Ted Lasso mind state but bed full of mind games
Yes I
Aaaawwwaaaah
Need roids and blush
Yea big bitch niggas need roids and blush
They need roids and blush
Said big bitch niggas
Back in the days we was slaves
the one event that defines you the jewish superbowl
Evan: 12 yrs old everything that used to be good as
gold starts to crumble and crack
Evan, Richie,
singing praise
I'm 'bout to have a good day (good day)
In every single way
The God who made the universe
Knows me by my name
So it's a good day
They say there's a snake that can shed its skin
When the good old days are wearing thin
But the good old days have all withered and died
Some go
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
And this night, by God! We drank till
mercy and grace
Turning to the whale and then he made a face
Said after three days and nights you have found
A good man, old sucker, you can't keep him
sips on a 40
I don't I'm sober
No need for me to seek out Maury
I feel like Kobe when he lost in 08
Motivated fuck my old ways
I was sad most days
I said
the goodness of the Lord (He's Holy, Father)
And I'm astonish by His will
Because He's good
What a beauty, beautiful day (Aye)
I ain't got time to hate (No I
the eye
They tremble as they watch
The old silver clock
When day is through
Tick tock, so, so slow
It says 'Yes', it says 'No'
It says, "I wait for you"
care what you think
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
When our mama sang us to sleep,
Hey, you know, everybody's talkin' about the "good old days," right? (Yeah)
Everybody, the good old days, the good all days (yeah, the good ol'
The good old days
And you guys need to appreciate your good old days
Because Zimbabweans, we didn't; you guys know
We didn't appreciate our good old
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