Lyrics:
A song called Highway Star, this one.
Nobody gonna beat my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break
of things
But, sonny, I seen one thing that beats 'em all
I was flyin' back from Lubbock
I saw Jesus on the plane...or maybe it was Elvis
You know, they
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
the world is yours
Ain't no mo' struggles my nigga and no mo' stripe
I kept it real because to me it's UGK for life
the same thing
Cupid drive-by to the head it go bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang
Rain rain, go away
Wash my sorrows down the drain drain
Please please, I ask
I love the days
When I listen
To my records
One by one I put them on
And I feel better
Like Emmy Lou
Kentucky Blue
Singing sweetly to my soul
dry
I’m drug in by my tide
It’s been fun I tried
Lord Lord Lord
Blessed self love straight up
You don’t have to look any further
Pray up stay up
Know
the most powerful government in the world. And, uh, Mr. Fitzwater invited me to come here tonight to create some balance, because there has been some things
Why you stuck thinking that they give a fuck?
You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga your lying
'Cause half of my niggas, long gone, buried in
I never been on a railroad, as many times as they pass me by
I never crashed in the desert or seen a rodeo
I don't know much about the world wars
Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm
a Czech boy in a Canadians world
Rolling up a fatty, it was not well furled
I'm ahead of my game
And you already know the name
Can I get a K-N-O-W-L-E-G-E
And murder is what I do to
These Just Blazes, Kanyes, shit on Swizz, I handle my biz
The whole world know what I do to Dre's shit
Niggas know I'm classic, I
And murder is what I do to
These Just Blazes, Kanyes, shit on Swizz, I handle my biz
The whole world know what I do to Dre's shit
Niggas know I'm classic, I
Just Blazes, Kanyes, shit on Swizz, I handle my biz
The whole world know what I do to Dre's shit
Niggas know I'm classic, I ain't even gotta say shit
going down behind my dogs, but I ain't Vick
Tell me one album I put out that ain't sick?
No, I'm not the Doctor but I produce the same shit
The whole
n'en déplaise à la Fontaine
Pour toi petit dauphin j'écris les fables de Lacombetaine
Talking badly to me, fuck you yeah
Call my girl by her sister name,
me pull over
For a kiss at sundown
She wanted our picture
By the sign saying, "Elvis' Hometown"
She turned up the radio
As soon as she climbed
could never speak cap, no management
Album made it all by myself, I'm one-manning it
This the victory lap, it's happening (woah oh oh)
Turned a couple
(CHORUS)
I'm HOT NIGGA ITS MY TURN I wouldn't TOUCH ME 'cause MY HAND
MY BURN,I'm COLD you ALREADY KNOW you CAN GO BY WAT you HEARD
DEPENDING ON WAT
world
I been going real crazy without you by my side
And I just took a shot took a shot took 6 shots last night
And I wanted to roll up a blunt but
your highness?
Slight twirl with my stylus
No need for the papyrus
Cause this will be recited
By anybody that's rhyming with desire
We're moving forward,
Heaven's sake
And I got something to prove
I got the world to gain but got it all to lose
And that's the game I play, I bet my odds in twos
I know you
And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper
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