Lyrics:
(yeah)
Mixed inside some coffee that's blended inside with toffee that comes with uh a Ferrari and fried up up on the seat (got it)
An island I can
Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, two years ago, on Thanksgiving,
When my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the restaurant
But Alice
no harm
That's just how we do so tell me what you want
Some say they will but still most won't
Keep it banging till the sun come up hear the rooster
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
Me, personally, I don't know a whole lot about these city streets
But I do know a little bit about where I come from
That's that CO, yeah, you know
drivin'
Over the island and cause a forty-two car pile-up
(Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot
Looking for life on this planet, sir, no sign of it
All I
drivin'
Over the island and cause a forty-two car pile-up
(Earth calling, pilot to co-pilot
Looking for life on this planet, sir, no sign of it
All I
shit
Know what it is we keep it jumpin (gang shit)
Girls in wildin all night
Pourin up the drank we gone mix it wit da Sprite
Do it ri-ri-ri-ght
When i can't speak
They close minded
But yo soy libre
I praise thee( psalm 113:3)
Til I can't see
Till the sun go down
Sun go up
Sun go down
Sun
a physician
Like a Space Shuttle I'm on a mission
Homeboys and girls, don't be afraid
Because I'm down by law with Mix Master Spade
You never heard my voice
Martin's brother (What)
We ain't know till that story got out
Had to watch his grieving mother (Yeah)
How come death really bringing up our clout (Uh-huh)
between the barley sheaves
The sun came d dazzling thro’ the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight for ever
between the barley sheaves,
The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight
as on he rode,
As he rode back to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
he flashed into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra Lirra," by the river
Sang Sir
between the barley sheaves
The sun came dazzling thro’ the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight for ever
news for cattle and corn
Now is the sun come up from the south with oak and ash and thorn
Sing oak and ash and thorn good sirs
All of a midsummer's morn
At the flight on the mix
We roll up the equip then get lit
Till it don't make no sense
The music knock when the DJ don't stop
The music knock when you take it up
life
Living plush
And always up
Let's go
Sun is down
Ghost is out
Curtains drawn
Outchea making bags
And spending a lot
Living lifestyle
No fugazi
Fugazi
the hood one day
Grind till I come up, sun down to sun up
I’m always gon be one up (Yea yea yea)
I won’t let them take my life no I swear
Don’t play by
Hit a lick on 40 bands and let it drop in a Chime
If it ain't about the money, then I ain't got the time
I could fuck up all da count but it's gone come
the wild wild west
With his gangsta waves and gangsta hoods
He made friends with dealers and crooks
And when the party was on you knew he had come
It is
cockney geeza smoke ma zoot by da block with a rosey lee
I don't do no features
Half these man in da scene are idiots
Grown men get put on da
Real talk
Real
helplessness but
More like frustrations and a little bit no
A lot of frustration comes over you
And you feel like nobody can
Hear you and you just
Want the whole
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