Lyrics:
1 2 3 4
Someone's always keeping score
Hold your breathe, they shut the door yeh
5 6 7 8
You’re invited to the party but you're always running late
As you're running from the horde
This unstoppable force
I'll have a feast knowing that
You were to slowest course
Eating you till sunrise, dawn of the dead
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
ones gathered 'round, but there's an empty space nearby
I'm a thousand miles away, and I'm not by their side
[Chorus]
I'm away from home for
Champion sax and a girl named Sandy
There's only four ways to get unraveled
One is to sleep and the other is travel, da da
One is a bandit up in the hills
Champion sax and a girl named Sandy
There's only four ways to get unraveled
One is to sleep and the other is travel, da da
One is a bandit up in the hills
though
I hit the gas and go, I hit the gas and go
Run from my problems I know
I pour the pain in a four, yeah
I pour the pain styrofoam, huh
Run from my
you back down to my place
Chillin by the fire late nights I want from u
Gimme the cue and we head straight to my room
After we done lay in bed and we
cop this shit from the floor show
Yesterday I was fresh but, ay, look now today I'm even more so
Got four bad ones on my torso
Need two more arms like
[Master P]
G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
Thats how we late night creep
See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on
And at the side shows cars
and night crime scene, livin in the time machine
Blaze a lime green, six on the spleen over some green
Surrounded by crooks, a life wit jux and bloody heist
Old Jeremiah was a wino,
who lived from day to day.
Still minding his own business,
on the day he passed away.
They found him by the pigsty,
with
toothpaste (Dang)
Anytime that I jump in the bed, she just come from the dead
And we tied like a shoelace (Uh uh)
And yeah she be giving me head ‘til my face
Champion sax and a girl named Sandy
There's only four ways to get unraveled
One is to sleep and the other is travel, da da
One is a bandit up in the hills
Okay shrinkage real blood gets spilled CNN my people killed
Suffer from survivors guilt then wonder how that trauma feel
Hard headed (Hard headed)
Peter probably been the hardest thing I've done (Okay)
Still got throwaways in file from 2020 bitch
Niggas talking big like they swear they not my son (Oh
way
Missed grandma birthday
By one day so happy b-late
Save into the future invest yourself get rebate
All my shopping online spend a lot time
me with cameras
Stick with the clip bitch built like bananas
Hit it from the back to increase my stamina
Swoon got green feeling like green lantern
You know the motherfucker did it
[Judge]
Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair
(Some guy laughs)
[Bizzy Bone]
We had
They'll like this here
It's time to represent the slums
Know what I mean
2-0(yeah)
Tit (bitch)
Shawnna (yeah)
(Bitch)
2-0 get it right from
ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over
[Sonja
and I'm creeping
Five four BOOM! coming out the four five
Three goons scurry from the couptie
Hit em two times how I learned to do my duties
One more left,
the bracelets, don't get blinded by the ice Boo
It's not cool, Veronica slept, plus the decimal
Look at my jumper logo look familiar? It's Power (Where is he?)
Yo
From this vantage point
This scenery is connected by these suburb streets
Even when I don't know why
You put these lines in front of me
Find someone
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