Lyrics:
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
Well, it's a rainy night in Paris,
And I'm sitting by the Seine,
It's a pleasure to be soaking in the European rain,
Now my belly's full of fancy
that you fight it
The further down you're knocked
Humbled by the fall
You're humbled, humbled
I wasn't the first one on my knees
Get in line, you
SUMMcRY:
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MEMORcBLE LINES: (1) “Surrounded by gates and metal bars, the thought of being locked down, it wasn't
tease girls
I'm heading out this morning,
For the Far Side of the World.
Oh I believe in song lines
Obvious and not
I'd ridden them like camels
get past me (oh yeah)
You're far from plastic (alright)
Talkin' about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it (hey)
I know
lines form horizontal straight lines
No matter how high, there's never a curve
Observe it for yourself
Look into flat earth
And every night you lay down
the bottom, way down in Key West
Key West is the place to go
Down by the Gulf of Mexico
Beyond the sea, beyond the shifting sand
Key West is the gateway
and let me be
Want a crib right by the ocean
But we living by the streams
Nobody to sure what the score is so if you talk down then your out of your league
not too far, far as I can tell
You just gotta go through a little hell
Ain't no prescription for my brokeness
No pills for hopelessness
I still
Is it me this time
Am I too far
Did I cross that line
Getting hard to tell
Different day and another war
Order shifts tumbles down
Standing strong
waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
All my life, I
God is by my side
sit down this is our time
I’m so vicious
chasing riches with these dope ryhmes
Analytics move like a rocket that’s a straight line
Did
Little red caboose behind the train
Flying down the line, line, line, line
Always on time, time, time, time
Little red caboose behind the train
side
Until the day I die, I'm gonna (hold you down)
Recognize that this game could be hard
Long as you roll with me, we are (down)
Here by your side
you are you fine
All in line
I don't want to get too far behind
As I muster up the strength
To stay on the grind
I'm grinding never wasting time
your bag down by the bed
Pull a comb across your head
Take a line, it'll be alright
And we'll get stoned all through the night
Here it comes (here
even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I've looked down the line
And what's there is not what ought to be
base
Anytime and place
What? Like Janet, I slam kids
Harder than Sha-quille O'neal down to the masses
I take crews back to, um, hiphop classes
Because
niggas lati fall back ti eba ri owo talking
Ani men ani boys awa lowo talking
Awa set bar
Awa ti lo, awa ti lo
My nigga by far
Nigga by far
Mo ti de, mo ti
way far from The line
If This shit here really all by my Design
Change the perception of ur state of mind
Can't find another no not of this kind
Lie93
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
Little red caboose behind the train
Flying down the line, line, line, line
Always on time, time, time, time
Little red caboose behind the train
could back down but I'm too damn proud I said I could back down but I'm too damn proud (Proud, proud)
Maybe this time I drew this line a little too far
I
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