Lyrics:
that nigga over there
Aye
He think the coast is clear
No
He bouta fall
Late nights, early mornings
I been grinding by my lonely
I was really in
when the days ain't clear
When David's voice is all you wanted to hear
And offer you a napkin when you're flooded with tears
I know you feel guilty
at
Ghostwriters hit the deck
When ya boi got a tech
Where the fuck is Africa-Bamabata at
We need to take it back, fuck Viacom
Clear Clear Channel and Radio One
the coast is clear
We didn't even make a deal
Baby this isn't for real
We both knew and understood
That I'm too good for you
But I know you like it
When I
mental acrobat
Can't stress it enough never give up
Let your spirit shine show love (Sure enough)
Put your fear aside don't run (Hold up)
Coast is clear
Ca-rip
[The Game]
Is I, in the motherfuckin' S-5
With the red bandana double knotted 'round the rearview
Niggaz see clear through, they know that it's
whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip
[The Game]
Is I, in the motherfuckin' S-5
With the red bandanna double knotted 'round the rear view
Niggaz see clear
memory selеcts some senseless spec
Coast is clear I'll just disappear
Carried around carried around
By remote control
It's a perfect day it's a perfect
it clear
We not the same
Rose gold
Leather watch on my left hand
It's fuck a bitch
I aint really into romance
Can't trust a soul
Been betrayed by my
as that sun brewed tea
Eyes so blue like a clear summer sky
Fells like a drive along the coast line
I can hear those bells, hell
Tennessee Tells
is near
but I won't come out til the coast is clear
yeah, yeah, yeah, I'ma pull down the shutters
drink all night til the end of the summer
wait by
home
This is the place we call home
Drive through the hills down the coast
Fly past the trees and the deep blue
Find what you seeking the most
Look for
with
Huh, he is by his self, yeah
Huh, where the fuck is your help at?
Huh, I'll pull up with a KelTec
Get 'em gone on your own, niggas Martin
know what the game is
Them fuckers cheat like an NBA ref
If you smoke one, they'll electrocute you to death
I got God on my intellect, Godzilla by
is clear
Another day, another week, another fucking year
I can feel the regression
You'd think by now I'd learn my lesson
Keep suppressing
These fly rhymes and high times are brought to you by Suburban Noize
D-Loc, Saint Vicious, DJ Bobby be, Pakelika
The bakers man, bake me a cake
The way of the samurai is found in death
Meditation of inevitable death should be performed daily
Every day, when one's body and mind are at peace
all clear and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away
Wrap me up in me oilskin and Jumber
No more on the docks I'll be
Passing through the coast clear, flying by the coast clear
Riding through Middletown now and we coast clear
And it feel so good to be alive, cus
by, I digress, get depressed
Guess I gotta learn something about endurance
Lets run far from here
And Wait for the coast is clear
And Watch
em up, stick em up
I'll just stick em up, stick em up
The coast is clear
But you're not here
Cause you're not a criminal, criminal (criminal, criminal)
We giving our best never come slack
Every year we on that
The message is clear like Rob Black
The message is clear like Rob Black
Stoudemire with
whoot
Ca-rip
Is I, in the motherfuckin' S-5
With the red bandanna double knotted 'round the rear view
Niggas see clear through, they know that it's
doors, door inside, side my heart
Try to coast, coast is clear
I want you, you want me, so why don't we
Make the night worth the year
These walls
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