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on the rim of the sky
And I waited while three
Long summers went by then one steel morning
On the white quay i saw a grey ship
Come in from sea slowly she came

on the rim of the sky
And I waited while three
Long summers went by then one steel morning
On the white quay i saw a grey ship
Come in from sea slowly she came

TO YOUR HEAD, IF YOUR MIND GOES YOUR BETTER OFF DEAD BOY.
YOU’RE AS BRIGHT AS A POOL FULL OF FOOLS, GO BLIND BY THE TOUCH OF A HAND, YOU WOULD BELIEVE

Cruising down 8th street, 
 Off white lexus, 
 Driving so slow but BK is from Texas, 
 Me I’m up at Bedsty, 
 Home of that boy Biggie, 
 Now I live

laately I give a fuck less we break cheese 
I put my heart nd soul,in any bodied track I possess, 
I'll be humble bout it turnin pro is quite the process,

Opening Day Ceremonies
Red, white and blue bunting blowing
Every uniform is bright, not one single grass stain
White chalk is edging the infield

Seasons

Freshchest Affiliates

Head Nod Supremacy

As we spring back to the past, it was all happening fast
We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass
When b-boys danced to the latest jam
You could

Red Velvet was her name
Her colors drawn in the NYC Subway
There's a gas station near where the boys stole the liquor
Velvet looks out her apartment

I told that lil nigga get his pape bigger
Honestly I wont be happy til my name by 8 figures
Got a white bitch name Millie and her last name Richard

waking up from a long flight
It was sunny when you learned to drive
Drive it in your arm till you're all white
And just drive
Get away fast
90 on the dash

whole town inside out
With a smile on my face
But this drink in my hand
Might just be the last thing I embrace
I was told I'd look better in red
By

'can you stop by?' 
We might drop another bomb 
Make it long, 15 seconds in and it's another song 
For you all summer long 
Blastin' out your speakers

bright
All white like shampoo wanna be Ice
You ain't Ice 'til I stamp you
Diamonds on my wrist, all yellow like Pikachu
You ain't talkin' money, pussy

Dutch van der Linde, damn
And now I gotta keep it tight, tight, tight like I'm in a fight with Walter White
Lights shine bright when you set the right

Yo, live nigga advocate
Renaissance B-Boy
2 by 4 flow, but I could never be bored/board
I'm takin' out you posers and you decoys
She like, "Tay,

gangbangin back in the day and they used to be like
White boy you know you in the way until somebody got killed
Man it wasn't really real, I'm a Christian

Bunch of bandana boys
Caught by the blue
Put him on the wing
Hudson-Odoi 
Run from the noise
Took that whip
The joyriders joy

Cute little freaky

mouth right ?
Turn off the house lights
I'm making your mouth bright 
Colgate boy, yeah 
I'm Making your mouth white 

Now I'm hitting it like I'm tryna

Victor Baron

The Click

Money & Muscle

2001

money by the sewer
Broccoli head, lookin' kind of super
Life, right, almost white
She had a fresh shot, vice grip tight
She said don't stop, I said

and selling them pills 
That boy gotta trap just to get him a meal 
And of course we like nice things 
Wanna nice chain
Get your money and stay in the right

the puzzles gone so it wages on
We're shining bright light in the dark age
Winters this cold means the summers on it's way
Always in a rush but a little too

I Took My Baby On A Saturday Bang 
Boy Is That Girl With You Yes We're One And The Same 

Now I Believe In Miracles And A Miracle Has Happened

raisin' his hands
Moms Indian, glazin' the yams
Ask the homies, I'll race in a van, lacing my vans
Now you see sunshine (Bright)
Matador steez, let

payments
Hoes are boring, bitches basic
Pop a seal so i can taste it
Bottles come in by the cases

Racks i’m dropping on the whip
Packs are poppin’ imma sip