Lyrics:
dreaming in the park last night
It was cool, vibe was chill
On the real, we was tight
You and me, CBD, sipping on the wine
He be rolling cigaretties like he
Chorus intro/ Acapella
I just wanna dance all night with you
Line it up and show you I can move
Swing you round the floor Til the mornin light
So
a word who's the bastard
It was too loud in my head all the chatter
Quiet it down we move on after
Woah
Chill your main hoe
Expose
when I'm defeated
Straight to the top you can't stop me I'm heated
Replenish my energy when it's depleted
Do it by the numbers I never cheated
Message
ass off your feet (remix, c'mon)
They call me Drag-On, when it's time to bomb
I burn 'em all, 'til they all say turn 'em off
'cause these chips,
true wanna be down
Guess how many flows you gotta spit?
Like toilet paper
I'ma put you through a lotta quit
K-Rino getting murked by your kinda flow
You
(uh-huh)
Ran numbers with pimps and I laid down cents
One of a kind Birdman, I shine (I shine)
If 22's on it?
The bitch ain't mine (no)
I taught her
A Man He Never Knew
Little boy played in a Cleveland park
Cop shot him down before its dark
Sister cuffed while he's bleedin out
Twelve years old who
Buffalo for the weekend (word)
I denied it, that look in your eyes, you knew I was lyin', I could
I could tell by your silence, I'm sorry, bae, I was
burn it, burn it, burn it
Face it, find traces
Replace it, find traces
And now we burn it, burn it, burn it down down down
write it in chalk
Got to make it permanent
They cant even burn it
Take your life off park
To go just press start
You gotta make your mark
They gon’ think
these blunts and think nothing of it
The H is my home
Yea it's my home town
Throw shade on it's name i might come burn yours down
Hey Elliot sir Please
with pimps and I laid down cents
One of a kind Birdman I shine
22's on it? The bitch ain't mine
I taught her the game ma
I gave it all to her
Weezy Wee
up
Do work, treat rap like a ripped skirt
Sow it up, rep your hood, nigga, throw it up
You'd been standing by my side for years
Sold out concerts,
the weed spot, pounds of purp, bowl of cereal
Cartoons is on, my favorite shit is The Smurfs
Now I don't slip when I'm down in the dirt,
cause by this
My diversity's, working perfectly in my circuitry
Cursed by adversity, disturbing things tend to lurk after me
Did it occur to me, everything burns
Have you hit your mark?
Is it your way to win?
Locked down in the park
Bush red in the dark
A hole in my heart
Pierced by your javelin
Shotgun in
to nourish the children, the monsters that consume them starve
So MacArthur Park is generally considered by experts to be the worst song ever
While it's bad,
slow it down
Before the end of my time
How many more days up on this hell
Will I see the light?
How many more days am I gon spit
Straight flames through
They call me drag-on
It's time to ball
Im gonna burn'em all
To they all say turn'em off
These chips i gonna earn'em all
Chicken heads know i be
Shouts across the park
Looking for a fight
Searching for the truth
Blinkered by the drink
Neon burns my eyes
Bass won’t let me think
Looking for life,
Shouts across the park
Looking for a fight
Searching for the truth
Blinkered by the drink
Neon burns my eyes
Bass won’t let me think
Looking for life,
wit ya mental, praises been due
Thanks praise what I've been to, it's real
Sign by the 'Ville, dude without a deal
With God I'm survivin', it's
to tell if it's not
I just told her when she's down there she could do right by me back
I been a little nasty ass kid since the mid 90's staring at the baby
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