Lyrics:
think he Uncle Ruckus
I left Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget
And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with
You by
(Verse 1)
Aye chill out,
Hit this baby, gone and sit down
Y’all ain’t come for no fights,
And I ain’t here for no sit downs
Come with me for
human pedigree awaits your first-born boy, baby
And my face on every coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved
My own flag is forever waved by
The commander-in-chief just flew by
Did he stop? No, he had a couple seats
Just proved jet blue he's not
Jet blew by the spot
What if he ran out of jet fuel and just
silicone
All of the guys just dey hate, girl you pretty gan
O now
I don't care what they say
I go love you everyday like I love my Mary J
Fuck fuck everyday,
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
that Bethl'em's little baby can
Be the saviour of us all
O now carry me to Bethlehem
To see the Lord of love again
Just as poor as was the stable then
that Bethl'em's little baby can
Be salvation to the soul
Oh now carry me to Bethlehem
To see the Lord appear to men
Just as poor as was the stable then
baby my baby
Im in Love with you baby my baby
My black rose I support your formation
Your the blue print to rebuild a better nation
No exaggeration I
I ain't ever gonna, ever gonna leave this town, hey yeah
Ain't gonna leave, ain't gonna leave baby, hey yeah
Ain't gonna leave this town
We got
deep off in the streets
Bring em heat with no beats
Get it to em with no priest
Yeahh, with no drama baby
That's just since he flipped the script
wanna get high
Told my mama Ima ball out
So you know I gotta ball out,
Lord I don't wanna just get by
Lil shawty like a Rainbow, and you know Im in
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your
to walk
Clear view, dark tints
Hustle by the park bench
White top, blue tops
Niggas I don't call friends
('Til they called it love)
Called my niggas,
to walk
Clear view, dark tints, hustle by the park bench
White top, blue tops, niggas I don't call friends
('Til they called it love)
Called my niggas,
and Mary
Girl you don't know
What you do to me
(Lord have mercy)
Ain't no doubt about it
When she walk by
Tongues hang out
Eyes pop out the socket
Two cops
Busy distracted
Disturbance call
At a motel
Off the alameda parking lots
Keep em occupied
While I drive by
Slip across
With the moon
a halo and the wings too
Snow is my guardian
Up go the shield and the sword it was blessed by the Lord, may the chords touch the soul
He was always there,
of a week
All this blue inside my pocket my wallet 60th street
3.5 inside a wood or else that bitch is incomplete
Charging 60 for the 8th the white boys gon
Story of my life
My name is Johnny Cash
I’m from an old poor farm
Called Kingsland, Arkansas
Driven by the Blues
I only had to choose
Picked a rusty
"All Your Goodies Are Gone"
I am through with you
Baby, I refuse to be blue
Let hurt put you in the loser's seat (x5)
Let hurt put you behind
what my mama said
Be at home today
Bein' so young
And foolish, my Lord
Let a gambler lead me astray
My mother was a tailor
Sews new blue jeans
Yeah
Wake up in the morning then I'm on my knees
Praying for mercy
Oh Lord please have mercy
Forgive me my sins
Father forgive me
Yeah
I'm all about
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Counting on them blue blue face now
Brodie he love to hit the slide like the playground
Bitch I'm in a foreign so let's race now
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