Lyrics:
in a younger day
Pushing the town away, away
[Chorus]
Heya' ma ma ma, into the night
Hey ma ma ma, hey, ah
Life in a northern town
Ah hey ma ma
in a younger day
Pushing the town away, away
[Chorus]
Heya' ma ma ma, into the night
Hey ma ma ma, hey, ah
Life in a northern town
Ah hey ma ma
sunny all day
Charlie and Frank are in Philadelphia
That’s where they’ll stay
If you don’t know
Names Fettuccine Alfredo
Charlie hates to travel
Now you
thatchu throw I'm okay wit it
I come from the future wit lyrical music like back in the day wit it
Vasi vasi this that fresh guac young Guacamole like whoa
McClurkin
Five in the morning with cravings I want gelatto
No cap just hit a buck man I feel like I won the lotto
One day we'll hit a Billi and reach
Yeah, yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it
shit in real life, y'all a bunch of motherfuckin' e-boys
We do this shit for MC's, the DJ's, the B-Boys that destroy the track
Spent most of my days
chest
That I need to say
Always prideful never spiteful
Dull- but it's okay
I'm so Levi, so Leon, so Frank Sinatra
Be my Ada, my Ava, sing your sonata
to fight like I been a boxer
I left my keys in the car and for a minute I quit being god
I'm Frank Sinatra sitting inside Synagogue with Siddartha
George
see it in your eyes
I can tell by what you're drinking
Open plains diamond roses and golden rain
Float away this the life we crave
Eating steak
dope that look like Frank Sinatra
Whoever knew a measly forty cell would get some years out me
But I gotta stay strong for my son, ain't no tears
Woke this morning Biggie Smalls was on the speakers
Just one of those days like nothing can defeat us
Put Proffit on the drums so you fools can't
Woke this morning Biggie Smalls was on the speakers
Just one of those days like nothing can defeat us
Put Proffit on the drums so you fools can't
Mafiagangster
Sitz' im Rover, sipp' die Jimmy-Cola
Alles Whistleblower wie der Rattenfänger
Bang' mit AK, häng' mit Mafia, Frank Sinatra
Gutes Koks, aber
gettin too
Hustle in my misson
So they calling us the bloccsters
Whiskey with my water
So they call me frank sinatra
Boy stop callin me yo homie cuz yu
you gon' play a South Park og full of smoke, fool
I'm a head banger, ex banger, and when you enter
The South Park chamber, you in danger
Beware
Christmas night
With all the family
The background played Frank Sinatra
A few weeks later you were gone
I hope that maybe somewhere
You're in another form
life, all my life, all my life knew I'd be here (All my life)
These days, at this point in my life, you know what I mean
I kinda really wanna use music
out hard, pushwhite erection
This life in Housing the eighth section, where fates ain’t destined to make heaven
[Hook: Frank Knight]
On the spaceship
just copy from the copy of a copy
Rocky con los guantes, Michael Jackson con los pies
Frank Sinatra con el micro, Federer con el revés
I can rap it in
(Chorus, Do Thangs)
Crestside, It's tha Triple see
Crestside, It's poppin' in tha Crestside
Crestside, Livin' that pimp life
Tryin' to get a pimp
double entendres, marijuana and vodka
Garlic bread and some pasta, fuck Toyota's and
Honda's, fuck all the past traumas, life is a concert, and I am Frank
Yeah fuck it that's life im me
Money and a fat ass is my liking
I'm so done with all these overnight things
I love sunny days and I love what life
Fanta
With my hat slanted, oh my lanta
Come and see my band, we cover frank Sinatra
And half the is set stand up
Comedy, targeted at folks in japan
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