Lyrics:
time passes by
Just like rain falling through my fingers
And though night becomes the day
And seasons change
The pain, it always lingers
It never
walk-up flat
Where dwelt The Calistoga Kid a beatnik from the past
With long browned lightnin fingers he takes a cultured toke
And says Hell I can roll 'em
Grove Street walk-up flat
Where dwelt The Calistoga Kid, a beatnik from the past
With long browned lightnin' fingers he takes a cultured toke
And says,
Bet you I can make em dance, (aye)
And it ain't safe round where I come from, it's in my pants, (aye)
And I ain't got to raise a finger just to tell
fingers in the air scream fuck you
The motive is money
Momma ain't raise a dummy (Uh uh)
Fresh to death slim chance that you catch me bummy
Pistol by
fingers in the till
Stirring up change
Here we go
Little Roger Wilco
He'll go up the hill
Just to poke Jill bro
Still show everywhere I go love yo
Finger
them hate they'll never keep us silent
Middle fingers up like
This
Like this
I don't believe in no luck
These people grieve to be struck
By something out
can not imagine how you think
Is you limited?
Yeah we, coming from the other side now
Asking you would you leave me by lonesome
Give my love in a poem
right by my side
You know I'd go and throw it all away
To keep her right by my side
Cause shes got me wrapped around her finger
She made my head and heart
I've been a menace, I've been a wreck
Killing myself tryna get me a cheque
Getting harder to breathe, been seconds from death
Feeling these fingers
Finger to the sky, you fuck with me
You fuck with me
Pedal to the medal, let me be
Just let me be (uh)
Fading off this bottle, I can’t see
It’s hard
lied
I was always right there by your side
I can't even trust you and I love You
Now I hope your fucking happy cause It's Fuck You
It's Middle Finger
Trapped in the dark
Brought the fire
Surrounded by the shadows
Still shining
Middle fingers up to the rain man
Imma make it to the top or die trying
You there with camera eye
What makes you want to spy
On clueless passers-by
And freeze them in your clenching hand?
You there with clicking eye
What
I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
And I can't stop staring at the tick
look pretty weird
But they don't know they just hate what they fear
10 fingers and 11 toes
10 fingers and 11 toes
There goes Bobby and he's talkin' in
Cruising down the street
in your limo.
Heading for a party held
by one of your so-called,
"acquaintances"
or maybe "friends"
Moonlight dances
business
Mind ya business
Ooh
Step by step by step
Step by step by step by step
I go
Step by step by step
Step by step by step by step
I go
Step by step by
propers
For makin my cash the proper way instead of comin to pop ya
[chorus]
Don't blame us for visions of princess cuts on our fingers
Big houses, candy
I've got you by my finger, have you by my grip I feel fine
I've got you by my finger, have you by my grip I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel, I feel, I
Back when I was younger
Very ambitious but often blinded by my hunger
Some say I dream too big
And my dream gon' take me under
Beneath
I stood before God, my family and friends
And vowed that I'd never love anyone else again
Only him
As pure a s my gown of white I stood by his
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
Bend my finger back (snap)
Wrap it in a paper towel
Break a twig in half and set it straight
Hit me with a wood bat
Hit me with a canister
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