Lyrics:
somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its
Counting every second every minute watching
My time fly
(Watching the time fly by)
Every single hour that's approaching always passing me by
I don't even
everybody lose it
The next Kobe and Shaq
Legendary on the track
I'm on the top of my game
And I ain't ever looking back
Give me the mic and I'm causing damage
always shine
Who hadn't seen
The news headlines
The one way signs
Or The terrors on tv
That girl wouldn't recognize me
Too many lives gone by for us
tailored suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over cover
You know my MO, I do damn well on the stage show
I'm gettin' paid by the pound
Uh!
I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I dug Soul
left on 'read' (left on read)
Girl you let the sauce go to your head (to your head)
When you hit the streets rollin', tell me where you're goin' (tell
girl on my team I stay
Fresh and then I stay clean my big dream I gotta to stack that cream
Ya see I need to watch my dame talking bout she love me
två , tre
Burning my bridges
And you hoo and you holler and you make me mad
And I've always been under your heel
Holy christ what a lousy deal
Went out walking I recall
Me and my best girl along the wall
In the long grass side by side
Where the big ships go gliding by, go gliding by
I got dates to fund
Lets hit the city, did it more than once
Girl you get me high no facing blunts
But you by my side look what we become
On standby
a personal
Exile, but exile to come back and
Deliver my magnum opus of
A work, and to be outshined…to
Be beat by a girl, basically
This was necessary i think
like Franklin Saint
My girl got no complaints
The bed frame holds restraints
She like my, man she kiss my
Copy my ways
Then it's calm when they want my
the way that I bounce on the track
(you know)
You ain't never see a girl like this (oh no)
My whole team fly high we ride 'till we die
Run into dudes who be
Summers coolin' off by the fire hydrant. Yeah I'm from the ghetto,
Where old black women talk about they sugar level, It's not unusual,
To see photos
Summers coolin' off by the fire hydrant.
Yeah I'm from the ghetto,
Where old black women talk about they sugar level,
It's not unusual,
To see photos
new rover off the shelf real quick
Ruffin my tv's all through that shit
Yokahama 20-inch dubs on that disc
See my cashmoney hot-girl floss her
about to unfurl
A pearl
Of wisdom for ya girl
I munch on gophers faces
They taste like aces
In the pocket
Like a rocket
That’s where I stay
Vibrating
When they see me on the screen, check E! for that
Bitches lyin' on the kid, I won't leave for that
Intimidated by my aura, where Rita at?
Send a GT
I don't have time to talk that fast,
And it ain't my crime."
"It ain't a privilege to be on TV
And it ain't a duty either.
The only good thing
helicopter scared the shit out of him,
And it took off down a trail,
Down past the railroad tracks,
Towards the county jail."
"Jed, you really
the wall
Allow me to introduce myself
My name is Royce Five Nine
Sick Sick Emcee
Here to filter the game
To let clips empty
Track master sound now
on the track (Ya Know)
You ain't never see a girl like this (Oh no)
My hopes seem fly high
We ri-ide until we di-ie
Run into dudes who be yappin' and always
(Shorty, what?)
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do it where you from? (Hey, triflin')
Stickin' out your tongue
Girl, but you know
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