Lyrics:
the body count? (Huh?)
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? (Huh?)
I'm hold loose at the haunted house
It's all kinda zombies runnin' in and out
Who
the weed spot, pounds of purp, bowl of cereal
Cartoons is on, my favorite shit is The Smurfs
Now I don't slip when I'm down in the dirt,
cause by this
on (Fire!)
[Streetlife]
M-E-T, H-O-D..
[Method Man]
Man, I'm in the house like foreclosures
Talk sober, until some dog gets forced over
New York soldiers, be
on the hill.
The house on the hill was my home by day
As we quietly grew into teens
But the call to arms would send me away
And the long months dragged on into
The house on the hill that stands all alone
So far away from all of society
A place almost unreachable by you and me
How do you get anywhere and where do you
in)
The Rolls with a house in the hill with a custom den (custom)
Eliantte keep puttin' karats in my pinky ring (karats)
Woke up feelin' like
It's so hard to say goodbye
When there's nothing left to give
When this house is just a hill of bones
Where you and I once lived
If we put it back
that's close to me
I want a house, that's up on a hill
Swanging that wood, shinning gold grill
You say that you're sure, and I get the chills
Grab on your
exploring, baby
Brick by brick
It seems so easy
When you look from above
All the downtown secrets
Dancing to the stars
There’s a house on the hill
Where you
Waking up behind the wheel, vehicle in motion
Solo trip no passengers in the cabin, coastin'
Along the rails sparks flying car divin, floatin'
Sit
the people on the street
Open those windows up
A hundred floors below me
Pilin' those houses up
Pilin' them higher, higher, higher
I can feel them swayin'
I just want a house on the hills
I don't wanna worry about bills
I'm in LA for the thrills
I just want a house on the hills
I don't wanna worry about
a Cuban cigar
Sittin' by the tree in your neighbor's yard
Or outside of town where the wild things are
Just tell me where to park, tell me where to park
Take a drive up the street
To where I feel complete
To my grandma's house
Past the shop on the hill
Before the landfill
To my grandma's house
She
the hill
The dirt hill by the junior high
I was at the junior high, says Russ, and stoned on my dirt bike
cnd that big hill is so rad, goes down
First things first
Ok
Yeah yeah
Everywhere that I go another alias
To the core Carolinian
Flows in all areas activity
Activated by me in every city
place
And I don't know
Where this road is leading me
Maybe to your house in the Mesa suburbs
And I don't know if it's
Dangerous to turn around now
It
around
When i drive to your house in the middle of the night
I just need you close on the passenger side
Got me speeding on the freeway, trynna pass all
on a hill
cnd boat by the lake
I've seen for miles
There's a king on his throne
Mouth full of gold
He doesn't smile
I see the same house on a hill
cnd boat
Stick it in my bank account and save that shit for later
Tryna buy a house in the hills
I know that's where all of the rich people live
Looking down
to get some chicken, ayy
What you be trappin', you be whippin', ayy dope house givin' out fixes, ayy
Are you just tryna make it outside, ayy baby just
on Magick Hill
And you can tell everyone when you get back there
Come on and vibe with Bamboo on this ride
Let the music cling to your body like cat hair
Come
no oxygen
I'm drowning in I'm drowning in it
Drowning in it
Verse 1 (Bari Lutalo)
Allured by this girl with a beautiful smile, unusual style, locks
a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
'Cause I'm surrounded by
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