Lyrics:
grown
And it gets stronger, in every way
And it gets deeper, let me say
And it gets higher, day by day
And do I love you, my oh, my
Yeah, river
someone got that line
John quit the band (hey!)
We're sinking in quick sand (hey!)
And all I think about is that your gone
First FE Album (hey!)
It seems
got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I need a little bit of time waiting
The competition I'm annihilating
The crossfire looking like a bon
thirty-eight by twenty-nines
And two dicks got these shits looking hella tight
I pop tags in morning, I pop the bands at night
VBS on neck and wrist man I'm
out of my system
I worried about it a little bit, but that's all
Now you used to play the guitar
We worked in a country band
I hung out down
the whole facilitation
All by way of mouthpiece just by my manipulation
I can make it look like I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
Persuade the broad to put
though I've been underrated
By people that hated
Been feeling deflated
But this my first album so I'm screaming Fuck it my nigga I made it
Yeah
From
And it gets stronger, in every way (in every way)
And it gets deeper, let me say (let me say)
It gets higher, day by day (day by day)
Oh, do I love
of the passing beat
A continual dark river of people
In it's transience and in it's permanence
But, when the streetlamp fills the gutter with gold
So many
for you
We wanna thank you for being so nice on our last album
It was wonderful the way you accepted it
And tonight we've chosen some of the songs
That
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
Guess some prayers are answered quick
With God, nothing can interfere
2018, we about to kill it, this is our year
But by 2020, Imma have an album, done
What am I? what if I killed a guy,
Took his spine out his eye, and I hide it?
By a tree or inside it, would you cry when you find it?
That's kind
(what,) uh, (what,) that's the way it's goin' down.
My new album ain't no joke.
You want to take me out, how many bunch ya smoke?
I'll never slack
the time, but in a good way
I was sitting practicing in my flat
And I was practicing along to this instrumental music
This, this band
This band that I was
to another day
Life was good, we liked it then
But we must go on and on
Till the candles come
Floating back again
We are the stones
Smoothed by the river
Rough
an awkward way
I used to talk about rape like it was funny
And then they raped the woman that was close to me
Now I listen to those tracks and I can't
But you look like the kind that likes to take it way out
Out where the corn rows grow, row, row my boat
Floatin' down the Flint River
Catch us up
[indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one million stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable]
- Here's a song which is also from the last album. It tells
on a big wide bend
Just skippin in the Mississippi Dew
Well I went up the river come way last Sunday
Twelve feet of water on the Memphis gage
River
You want to go fishing again
I had enough fishing
It's still a long way to California you know
You know, i just might change my mind
Before we
A continual dark river of people
In their transience and in its permanence
But when the streetlamp fills the gutter with gold
So many priceless items bought
maiden, I was made by an Irish man
He was a guitar man from Texas and he played his six strings hot
He was a renegade leader of a Cherokee band before they
put on your boogie shoes
Like K.C. and the Sunshine Band, or the Wu-Tang Clan
I go way back like Vegas, Nixon, Noreaga
It's the tennis shoe players fat
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