Lyrics:
thin
It ain't no storm, it's just a snap in the weather and it shouldn't last too long
But still I sit at home and wonder, well, it's somethin' that you
I'm climbing
In circles get tossed by the waves in this bottle
Hope this message reaches you before it all goes gone
On the surface I'm a average
only want paper, Only thing you can't get back is time
I gotta stay on my grind, I'm focused, I'm out in Clearwater, Right by the ocean
Kicking my feet
at the telephone
Wonderin' were you ever comin' home?
Solitaire, it got so lonely
Solitaire, no one to hold me
Where were you when I played solitaire?
It took some
lovin,
Young, straight thuggin, watch out for my clique cause we com'n
I'm com'n, draped in diamonds, you blind homes
I'm com'n, bout gettin my fuckin
The countryside slides past by
The crowded thought, his story splashes over me
A certain smile, that brings you in
A room, a meadow, a ravaged
to the depot
Why I'll be checking on the next fast freight
Tell you what you run on home now and you tell your mom
To go ahead and fix up your daddy's room
Cause
makin it hard
And by the time they get in-to your pad
You done flushed it down the toilet and now they're mad
And so they're mad as hell and take you
Gray, quiet and tired and mean
Picking at a worried seam
I try to make you mad at me over the phone.
Red eyes and fire and signs
I'm taken by
Well, I was on my way home
From Woodgrain station
He stopped me in the middle of the road
He was a big black dog, whinin' along
He said, "You better
down they goin send me straight to hell
Never commin home i aint never comin home
Drivin thru the night man im used to bein alone
Member stealin chips
North Amerika, land of the free
Home of the opportunity to express the unexpressible
They will take you by the hand, lead ya to the promised land
these days, they ain't goin' by the books
Proceed with caution, if you're not
You're lost in these fucked up times they
Have no remorse in
Get twisted,
You better watch for the sweep
Look them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
I'm layin off in some room by my bitch duckin' them
(Flowin' back to me)
And every thought we ever had
Every word we ever said
Is comin' back to me
You know
Baby when the lights go out
We'll be dancin'
alone, cuddy said, "Wait up, my homes
Don't just go hit 'em 'cause I gotta drive you
Focus on aimin' that blick at his dome," no cap
You motherfuckers
(Yo P-Trill!)
(Yo P-Trill!)
Nonstop nonstop
Always workin' I see me in a drop top
Nonstop nonstop
Keep ‘em comin' ‘cause I stay in a chop shop
cause he did time
But then he came home grabbin the Mics and bought rap
back to life yea he that nice
I'm rocky like a package of white
you see that ice
the boot's
Jump, deep in that rump, and then I got a flat bitch
You should've known how a real nigga act
That's, why I be, about my P's and Q's
'cause
pumped, getting numb and anxious
Getting fed up from a feed full of bad news
I just wanna take a break now
Take a deep, deep breath in a meadow
Hide out by
To the first time I got beat
Let it be told
Crying by my crib
Cause I was probably too cold
My dad would smother my face
Tryin' to be bold
Comin' home late
the meek gonna get it
And you a meek little guy
You know the meek are gonna get
What's comin' to 'em by and by
[Mrs. Luce]
I'd like a word with you, lover
your highest dreams, just floa-ting
Not knowin' if you're comin' or goin'
But when it's partly-cloudy, be prepared for the storm
And get high
see a ship on the horizon
Comin' up, and I'm realizin'
It's time for another uprisin'
I'm manin' this attack by suprise n'
"Avast mates, fire up
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