Lyrics:
night
In hell before I fail, I'm alright
Man, I'm like a flash of lightnin'
Breath of fresh air, classic debonair
Glass of champagne, hold it in my
get eaten by the damn mirage
I'm a hunter
Well, hold up baby, what's goin' on?
Tell the truth, I wanna know
What you're doin' when you go
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em)
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make
"Understanding Poetry"?
NEIL "'Understanding Poetry, ' by Dr j evans
Pritchard, PhD to fully understand poetry
We must first be fluent with it's meter
Rhyme
We came here to get it crunk like jump
In the club with our middle fingers up like jump
Now, we gonna make ?em stomp like jump
Niggas get out of line
school shootings
Violent bright sides get me by
Feeling helpless, haven't died
Re-up, it's essential
Re-up, it's essential
Re-up, it's essential
Skip
No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
the God of War like Mars
That leave MC's smashed by my Squad
It's odd y'all never seen relish, but always seem jealous
Of my extreme fellas, rockin'
the fence (Lets go) now i'm gunnin' (Pa-pa)
With my loc (Uh-huh) always bussin' (You know)
Fuck 12 i'm smokin' blunts by the dozen (Fuck a opp)
Bitch i'm
never, never be the same
Little bit of lightnin' striking, bottle up to keep on shining
You can prove there's more to you
You cannot be afraid
Come
plan to go right, a cold night
In hell before I fail, I'm alright
Man, I'm like a flash of lightnin'
Breath of fresh air, classic debonair
Glass
walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins
way to die
Guess that guy's line was right
Bet he never thought it'd see real life
We are in the middle of a fucked up crazy design
So stand by my
plus some
Load up the mic and bust one
Cuss while I puffs from
My skull cause it’s pain in my brain, vein
Money maintain
Don’t go against the grain,
You know we got hella blunts in them bottles up in the basement
Hella blunts in them bottles, hella blunts in them bottles
Hella blunts in them
edible
With a fire in my soul
My desire is shown
As I leave the entire globe and go!
I'm high now
I'm lifted by the sound
It's taking me out of town
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe
we can fly.. but I can feel it in the wind
The beginning or the end
So people keep your head
fills
Up with fumes and roaring engines and
Blurred movement it's chaos
And at the center of it all is
Meek, by this time completely awake
And in his
to the liquor store
She wanna go to the liquor store
I took a ho to the liquor store
I hit your ho by the liquor store
Boy, you a drunk, think I licked that
go out on the town
Bottles get to popping and them bitches get to jocking
And the kush bag that we smoking on be loud
Pull up to the club, you can
We came here to get it crunk like jump
In the club with our middle fingers up like jump
Now, we gonna make ?em stomp like jump
Niggas get out of line
that shrimp fired rice,
He drop the price by the pound in China Town
Black shades, Johnny Cage, diamonds go parade
Motorola in the kitchen, whippin'
but I got Mad Franklin's
Big ol' lightnin' rocket, shock the pigs and turn they ass bacon
Pull up where he stay by Granny Crib, while he was grass rakin
Yeah, three-three, three
Open a bottle at three, that's 3PM, not 3AM
I used to watch my pops drink and I feel like I'm turnin' into him
Yeah,
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