Lyrics:
thing we had made
But if you don’t want me then I’ll be okay
Just scratch out our names from that tree by the lake
They don’t belong that close anyway
and we come like dis
This the start of somethin' big
Methink I knows ya gonna dig it
It's time to plant the seed
Hip-Hop's the tree and I'ma fig
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
(Jared Tyler, Buddy Owens, Mark D. Sanders)
She was raised by a Baptist preacher and a Sunday school teacher
It took the fear of God to keep away satan
was right by my side disappeared when u went ghost
U never even noticed how I felt
If it ain’t u who can I call like no one else
Had my heart and let it
dick in my hand
Looking for someone that isn't your dad
But as I am walking around this phat crib
I see a fine bitch and I get me my bib
I'm watching
me
My arresting officer is related to Mark Fuhrman
Throw the noose up on the tree, that's how they do here
I ain't see a black nigga get acquitted
I’m too wavy
For you baby
Things just flow around me
It drives you crazy
I drip water with my shipmates
Like the navy
Switch it up did a complete
figure you'd fly right along with it
Not hearing no warnings in the morning
You go get it like, thruster, throttle
Play that out move a half
A moon around
I don't listen, what they say
I brush it off on my shoulder
Fake people come around when it's beneficial
When you need them the most
They never
hoe she attended you of H
a law student who was looking for a fuckin' case
but she was barking up the wrong tree g
ay yo why in the hell did the bitch
and wilted willow tree sits solemnly as its limbs talk
To the ever-present man who sleeps on open corners of city blocks
A pair of sparrows whispering on lines
I got a lot of right to Praise da Fava
Not even bothered
Favor erupts and flows around like lava
We hot like a sauna
I got a lot of right to Praise
you!"
And my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
But for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And one
Steps turn around like a western
Spin one-eighty degrees, squeeze off
Blow your chest in
Weigh shots by the unit's
Bang this opportunist
You want war, I'm
right now/
We can roll this tree right now/
You can pop them beans right now/
We can live yo dreams right now/
[Verse 1: Chigo Ace]
Just got, just got
But I don't believe in ghosts or anything
I know that you are gone and that I'm carrying some version of you around
Some untrustworthy old
But I don't believe in ghosts or anything
I know that you are gone and that I'm carrying some version of you around
Some untrustworthy old
The Ghost please tell them what we do
We strapping
No new friend zone inna me crew
We mark em'
Am for real they paranoid fake ass ammonoid
Break that cage
Nnovice
I won't be here by August
I'm sick as fuck, don't need no diagnosis
I said
Don't fuck around with Nnovice
I won't be here by August
I'm sick
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders
Of Fame, Poodle Dog Rock,
And The Mecca of Albino Squirrels
We've been to ghost towns, theme parks, wax museums,
And a place where you can drive through
Of Fame, Poodle Dog Rock,
And The Mecca of Albino Squirrels
We've been to ghost towns, theme parks, wax museums,
And a place where you can drive through
question marks
Forking paths, no resolution
Watching the contrast shift
And the lights fade
And the old downtown chaos
Does its shuffle to an ancient song
.jpg/277px-Primavera_Sound_2011_-_May_26_-_Emeralds_(5795767549).jpg "Mark McGuire")
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