Lyrics:
High times by the riv
With the kid
Kickin' it
Puffy Amy, a yume I'm high high
Speed racer no tapper I fly by
Don't say yes to the Captain It's Aye
This old car has seen the ages since the second of the world wars
Bought by a Jersey family on the cutting edge of poor
A ragged wife and weary
short temper to cool out
Yeah sometimes I need woosah, time to get paid by the goo-ghaas
My office on top of that rooftop, for my mama Myra Anderson
Tell
helping ppl fate
If they can't afford it throw sum extra ona plate
If they hunted by the blue free tuition to a state school
Need tha reparations
that
Screwdriver Had To Get The Car
10 Bricks In The 76' Skylark
Don't Look Back We'll Be Off By Unmarked
Part Hit The Curb Tire Bust In The Rim Spark
Blue Light, No
around cause the dogs must eat
Punks get fucked up on my beat
Beenie puts it down with the blue steel heat
Gangsta been through lot of wars
Most
Before you advertise
All the fame is implied
With no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
To your blight
Time-machine
While I'm dulled by excess
And a cynic
in the way)
No time to waste
Gotta get to this money, I'm runnin' late, yeah (I'm runnin' late)
Better keep a K
Boy, these bullets get drawn like
In the midst of night you feel blue
I smoke a pipe with that poker face
Y’all fuck boys gotta go today
Bout time y’all my name
Yeah
Dark horse, dark
Somali dad ran away from a war
Now his son's in a war, that's the cycle we're in
I know niggas that didn't do time in a bin
That have never had freedom
Wreaking a massacre killing them slow
If this means war
Let the bodies hit the floor
I'm rolling with my boys trying to see a world tour
Yeah I'm twisted
I killed the rumors that I'm running out of gas, no
My back piece, black ink by ? war chiefs
Speech pay a hose, Palomino, bow and arrow flow
Colt
make a Meek Mill
And menage with my blue flute
This bitch ain't from Kalamazoo
Boy it's all in the suit, roses are red
Violets are blue
My money, my
protected by the heat like its cold war
She want the encore, I make it clap
A round of applause for the knife in my back
She got a nice smile but you know
Ima Time Bomb
Civil War I'm Front Line My Mind Like Sherman
My Gat Like Ulysses Grant Them Bullets Keep Burnin
My Family Get Sick Of Me The Lessons I
River let
Me get a blue bar
Over 30, 000 dead in the Mexican War
Let us bow our head give 'em respect
That's my flag boy, every
Tennesseee ain't got no
violent on my life
Sigil flow
For liver
Gimme a fiver
I'm a spirit diver
Psychoaccession
Sordid war-torn scores
Flitter by
Maripussy dolorossi
Ask a devil
did he know that she loved a soldier boy in grey.
(Joe's been a gettin' there) Joe's been a flyin'
(Joe's been a gettin' there) all this time
many times must I see you on the news
'Fore I know it's for real, know it's for real? And
How many nights must I hear you sing the blues?
Another
bodies
Please run the cash and you won't
Get a wet sweatshirt
The mic is the shotty: nobody move
Nobody get hurt
Bring heat, like your boy done gone to war
shaka's
Small head-build, means you the small-time nigga
With small thoughts, and small means, of gettin' small figures
By all means, expedite, "Live
shades
And all them young boys
By the pool
Try to look so cool
They've got nothing to win or lose
And nothing lasts forever
Time moves but we stand still
just to get to you
But I'm surrounded by midnight singing these two white boy blues
I said you must leave take your mirror and your straw
If you're
Solovey - fly away
Or get hit by a stray bullet in your brain
Territorial disputes
Send your children off to war
Make them lick boots
Met a friend
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