Lyrics:
Aye, yuh, ohh, aye
All day, aye, what?
Aye, aye, yo, check
Yo, I shit my pants, smell so bad put me in a trance
That shit came out and it started
a military mind
May God forgive us though we dwell inside a paradox
Thugged out and drug dealin', from the womb to the block
My live mind got me survivin'
What do you see?
In this wave of words I show you me
Esoteric unorthodoxy
Was found when feelings got me yet I wonder
Are these lessons just a lonely
What do you see?
In this wave of words I show you me
Esoteric unorthodoxy
Was found when feelings got me yet I wonder
Are these lessons just a lonely
I pray for better days friends and family
Understand me
Get away get away get away get away
Get away get away get away get away
Get away get away get
wave them all goodbye
You name the craft we'll do the graft cash in hand is fine
On the job for a few old bob we're grafting all the time
I might be
down, hands down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with
backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We hold court and blow trial
You catch 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's down, hands down
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
need your hoes
Worried about me? You ain't even got clothes some of this shit to get old
Miss the men that's up the road down by one think I need D-Rose
Part 1:
Bedrock, Bones McQueen
Triforce, let's do it!
Back in the day when I had nothing to say
Max and me would cook DMT lamenting celibate fate
paid by the day every hour nerd
So say what you say you can stay sour turd
But I will not be deterred I will not be the first
To lay down my arms I will
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
any better I'm just down, down here
Yeah, the breeze and the waves and the sand ain't doin' it for me
And this drink in my hand ain't doin' shit for
said, what goes around comes back eventually
And karma is a bitch, mine is gonna be pretty, please
Remember kicking me when I was down
Cause that's
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
moving like i'm ups cus i'll be flying up
and if they try and bring me down would you be by side
and stick around if they just hit me with a 5 to 9
Roll The Line
Written by: Evan Lane, Conner Nix
V1:
Always early, working late.
They call me out, I can't catch a break.
Boss man never
in which I’m passing by
This bitch got me stuttering in some odd time
I play the coliseum, we doing eye for eye
Pussy on the plate not hungry but I’m
a drone
Securus calls puttin' money on phone
Mom ask me when I'm coming back home
I said I'd be down, a benefit to you to have me around
This rap shit
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