Lyrics:
that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P,
that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P,
sensitive, so I struggle with the drama
Go insane when my brain can't refrain from the games
I'm seasick, I gotta maintain
I train every day, and I can run
understand why you act like that
Beware lock your doors tuck your chainz proceed with caution
It ain't safe. keep the fifth by the Bible
It's a home
Blümchenvergewaltigungssex
Ich halte die Stellung auch wenn alle neuen
Deutschen Rapper Welle machen
Mit Schnellfeuerwaffen
Ihr seid keine Drive-by-Shooter
In Deutschland
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
for the fiends like Lucifer I'm a cool sinner from Jupiter
Smash that bitch to loosen her she smell so good I call her juniper
That girl binta chews
In a knee high clearing
I stripped off my clothes
Only seen by the satellites
I turned myself into a ghost
And now I hear you screaming
From the fear
I've been thinkin'
For a while now
About a trip to get some space
For the night
Camp on Jupiter
Or a lunar train ride, I'm
I'm just ready to take
dreams
I hope you dream of all the beautiful things
Jump on the moon
Go play on the stars
Travel to mars
Toss balloons across Neptune
Ride a train
and the stars
the sun's being eaten by Jupiter, Mars
who provides stupider bars
we all focus on the wrong things
if money is king in your world
then your vision
everybody's gone ahead and behaved
The street preacher's wound-up, screaming none will be saved
"By the pharaoh's order," cries the fouled referee,
"There's
jamais à court de gaz
Chu à des années-lumière pendant qu'tu fais la sieste
J'sais qu't'es fatigué de ton 9 à 5, lest's go
J'fais un selfie avec Jupiter
I don't need a light bro
Darkness suits, I never glowed
Speak when I want to, there's power in my pheromones
Window pane on the train, rain dribble
The fuck you sweating on my final choice?
Aussie rules baby, fact is, the goals is beside the points
You dig? I'm deep, they shovel you shit by the week
We
We never hold hands while we riding the L train
Say she's sick of niggas, she be riding the L train
Dreads hella fake, real hair growing back
But
old streets
Glass Fire where we'd all meet
Walk the train tracks
Tired half way
Hiking up the woods on Melrose
Took that album cover on the main road
I
parts overtake
Persistent deliverance
Resistance to inconsistent
Meaningless pretenders
Albums not coming out
Acceleration flight
Rappers delight
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
Well I've always had a deep respect
And I mean that most sincerely
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think
Oh by the way, which one's
Losing myself in these trains of thought
That's assuming that I have a brain at all, ha
Man, today I been feeling a little light headed, just mixed
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
why we fucking ridin by
Looking at The window shy
Saying goodbye to your eyes
Man I'm feeling fine right now
Yo we back train traveling
Writing
real.
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine.
Said everybody
Shine.
See'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here
Spittin' for y'all.
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