Lyrics:
increased
In simulation jubilation
For the deceased...
Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws
Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws
With my machines I can dispatch you
Everything by command now it's like barking orders
I'm happy how I come along
Start a new game plan bring the underdog
I'm making noise in this evil layer
And all those little honky-tonk joys
Baby, what's the point?
Ain't no thing, ain't no thing
I'm standing in the pouring rain
And like I've never been
be pulled by the beast
kids paralyzed from his neck to his feet layin' way low
smokin' more and more...
seein' shapes in the chipped paint of my frame
again
I'm lost and afraid of where i've been
Amen, I could really use a friend
But not a one night
Standing in the rain type
Someone I can do right
By
Rodney King might stay afloat
Coast, dead gone off the shroom pack
Joints stay fat, like Joe
Have a squad terror at your door
Pour shit, head in the dead
for the good in life,
a time to kill the pain in life,
dream about the sun you queen of rain
It's time to place your bets in life,
I've played
the corn
But this was not the place where they were born
There's houses in the fields
No prayers for steady rain this year
Houses in the fields
and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodeaux, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux Fontaineaux the place is buzzin' kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style go hog wild me oh my oh son
If I could be anything I wanted
I don't know but, oh
I'd be stuck here with myself
Be an Average Joe
But if I could be like a Jack of all trades
Sunflowers in the rain
Where the dirt meets the pavement
Some say my ego became greater than my payment
Some say my motivation was dependent on my
representing from the east to west coast
We G'z boy golds in our mouth pants down low representing that dirty south
I'm by the store rain sleet hail or snow
veins
Hard rains a-coming and we're bound in all these chains
There's revolution in the air
En garde, don't poke the bear
Aw, though I kinda wish you
malice
Got a butler named Joe and a maid named Alice, yeah
Now I'm off in Las Vegas, chilling on the strip with them
Now Memphis players
Snakey Baby,
I've got no place else to go
I made myself believe
You were in love with me
But now I know the truth
You were just hiding your true feelings
I try
blow that rag down
Go-kart in my whip, you hear that skirt, I like them drag sounds
Drag racing, baby squint her eyes thought she couldn't see
She just
Everybody with story to tell
Everybody with a wish in a well
Sonia and Guido on a speed date
Little Joe watching breaking the waves
Harry in a room with
head dismembered in Checker boxes (yeah)
I'm Bobby Fischer you playin' chess, with Checker boxes
He love MMA, every day he checkin' boxers
Joe Budden
of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody's been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God's name, hoping good luck it brings
of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody's been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God's name, hoping good luck it brings
to the place that we'd said we go but, no clue how to fly a plane
It all came and went in one afternoon, too enthused by a rugby game
It didn't matter who we
you gotta remember i'm a
Little hick ass kid who
Lives in Cheatam County i grew
Up on like Alan
Jackson and shit the other stuff
I had to find
For
running my eyes get sore
I'm like why the fuck
Is there a running door
That's a OG, if you know, yeah, you know
Bitch, don't come up in my place and try
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