Lyrics:
El Dorado, hell if they know the difference in a hero
And a man I wish was still by my side
Seventeen years old
How our grins look scary brave
My
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planet is going insane with us
Seven year old kids carrying flame spitters
Fortified fences, mortify senses
Crossfire miss my little daughter by inches
dick
Too many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
Yeah, Scientific Shabazz, the Holy Psychiatrist
Coming down with that spiritual rain
Six thousand years of darkness
Four hundred years of pain
you ride for me?
Well I'ma die for you
Would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats, let they man get struck
Never strike back,
you ride for me?
Well I'ma die for you
Would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats, let they man get struck
Never strike back,
grams stashed in the dash with no seeds in it
How you think I pop out with that cash? I'm receiving it
How you think I made off with five thousand by
victim to the sinister shit
I done seen too many times what these drugs do
If I can man fifty thousand a year
From my music I'll be happy
As long as I keep
Yea yea yea yea yea
Dexter yea
Okay, I run up on that boy
I tuck that glizzy keep a thousand rounds
Shoot him up and took his bitch
You know I went
thousand years of morals as figure,
Taught individually by example
Never share with me your disclaims,
Picture only what you're worth
In all your
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
place out
Right around ten
I'll still be drinkin' at this bar
And I'll be gone by then
And the beer's still warm
All year 'round can't catch a buzz
She served us as a mother for two hundred thousand years
Gave us what we needed and soothed all our fears
Always there to give - she gave us of her
came another year falling for a soul ice cold
Then made an EP, it was easy, all vented to them
If it’s easy, then the bond I see would be all gems
If
had to replenish
1000 year beginning
1000 year head start
Evil Gardner snakes
Alien shapeshifting reptilian race
Give me more immetology
Holy Hot
When I pull up on em I'm like skrrr pa
Then I'm like pa pa pa
Duck down duck down
Quiet down no sound
I'm the man round town
Who you trust if it ain't me
cash drain
Yo
Pressure amounts as the family grows
Forty but feel like a thousand years old
Centuries of wisdom is found in my soul
The losses I never
years in a thousand different ways, still be getting paid
She want it, want it on on the low, want it andale, never on delay
Hit the running man
Give it
that'd be sitting at a desk all day
Working on music
Or going adventuring around the world
Day by day
Month by month
Year by year
You do whatever you wanna
corny shorty, but I'm plugged in with the farmers
Three hundred thousand bringing in profit on a duplex sitting out in Georgia
I two step, I'm two steps
walk with you by your side
All victims of circumstance
When the moment passed them by
And now their idle hands will finally reach
With no one there
and eagles
But I'm lost and feeble wondering if this restarts the needle
Look around, do you spot Tech
In front of seventy thousand at RockFest
By the way
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