Lyrics:
the strait
I'm lion city bound, I'm lion city bound
gardens by the bay
little india, chinatown, yeah
ancient buddhist temples and
marina bay sands
in its
the one, you're the one
My military son
I was raised by the waves
In the suburbs of a city
The Pacific flows within me
Summer nights at the base
Liquor would
bad when I'm on you
I'm always coming alive when around you
One distraction so they can hide that
This city run by politicians
So corrupt you won't
clown shoes a sound that surrounds you
Hospital gown I lost it all now I'm bound to
Jerk it while I'm lurking and smirking sit, shit, hound poo
I'm dark
along, wild flower child. Don't you know that it's two a.m."
They're bound to get you.
'Cause they got a curfew.
And you go to the Starkville City jail.
I'm surrounded by the stars just like an officer
You know I, hold the city down, hold the city down
Hold the city down, hold the city down
You know I,
(News Lady)
Good news Hip Hoppers
The big alert has been called off
It turns out that the early reports were wrong ALL wrong
the views is higher
I'm in Vegas
With the lion pack
Don't take losses
We gon take it back
Steady focused
Bound to get a stack
Sin city
Know we never lack
trace, where we represent a face
Put the city on the map for yellows with this legacy
Montreal my dearest baby make them feel that jealousy
Here to preach
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
of a life lived in the margins
Like notations of a plan I'm working on
Homeward bound, you won't be homeward bound anymore
Bound for home, I should be bound
After that I bounce
To another ho, in a totally different city
for a whole other show
They say, "why you don't call?" I say, "bitch, where my
tracks
Have to go back and stack 'cause they lack
The ingredients EPMD and Scratch for that
Yo, I'm the hip-hopper, plus the show shocker
Down with MD, yes
tracks
Have to go back and stack 'cause they lack
The ingredients EPMD and Scratch for that
Yo, I'm the hip-hopper, plus the show shocker
Down with MD,
in my tank.
Now I must whisper goodbye
I'm bound for the mainland.
Island in the city, cut by a cold sea.
People moving on an ocean.
life)
Nigga this, nigga that
The actual fact is that I'm black and bound to attract
The attention of another, I mean the other
But I'm a motherfucker
from
Not the one that cam newt from
But the one that he play for
Don't think I should say more
But I'm riding through your city girl tell me something
We get by and we take everything we see
Well, that is mine, is the cry of the century
But I understand
'Cause I don't wanna be alone and I don't
it
I'm bound for the city tonight
Life passing by faster than it seems
Asking God what does all this mean
Girl you know that your my angel
And when
This ain't nothing, I ain't stunting till I hit the button
Rich's at when the blue river diamonds flooding
Riding by the ocean just for promotion
Top
Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the words that's coming out my mouth
So I'm flushing money quickly out these bitches' bank
missing
Started underground but I'm coming up now you could say that I dug my way out
Dreams ain't bound by the streets in my town What I want that's
Anakin
Smokin' cannabis but ain't no journals that I'm handlin'
Like, who brings the composition to the competition?
There's gonna be some consequences
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