Lyrics:
the transient
Transport homes for the transient
And then I found where the old pervert conducts his business
Leave it be, leave it be
Yellow teeth, yellow eyes,
should've made it
Yet I record the records, edit all the faders and do it all in favor
these lil silly ass dramas
Go and take it with your clique
Leave me, Hakuna Matata, uh
If there's anything y'all should know, I don't give a fuck
I'll be
"lights off shit coming at you live and on fire
Kottonmouth kings, and cypress hill"
You know southern california be home of the highest
Between
My heart broke so long ago its gone cold
My heart broke so long ago its gone cold
I've been trying to heal steady climbing hills
Not appealed by
'm on it
I don't know which one I want so how the fuck can I be honest
Grass is always greener on the other side
Am I sticking with my pride or should I take
feel all the pain
I'd rather have outlook than stare through a window that's stained
I prefer to look ahead than be haunted by what's behind
I would hate
the light
That means that same light should shine within you
Christ within you, He can handle all life’s issues
Be grateful, quit livin' hateful
Share truth
be killed
Life too real, it's not no drill
With all of this skill, I'm king of the hill
I'll give you the spill, but I need a fill
Like double my cup
like a hero, Han solo
I've been keeping it quite but, no more
NO
Let me fill my attributes by starting with my energy
I wanna be just like a monster, I
side of the floor
I've got some letters inside of my drawer
that should have been sent by now
Sealed in an envelope
One is addressed to my ex
and it
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
I always stick to my point like a John Pase
(So cut and edit) I wouldn't have done it
If I didn't know I could get way wit' it
By the time that I
his way of doing a thing
Now we should attempt to do a tune that is very popular
It was written by one of the great young songwriters of today
Now I
ahead of me
I'm either in the front or in the back nigga
And if I'm in the back, it's probably 'cause I lapped niggas
You wouldn't be hot if you was
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
they get the message
I'm on top of sugar hill
With the gang spittin' pain
The beat remain blasting
Maryjane in the background
Blowin so loud
Know
This beat ain't have drums cause ideas I ain't have none
IKEA's probably gonna be the place I buy my bath tub
If I make it, I'll get it from the same
the Air
(Yeah Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear)
Spiel mir etwas Dru Hill, während ich mit meiner Crew chill'
Und du siehst, wie sich dieser
Catch the last train to Schiphol while Dru Hill sing:
"How deep is your love for me?"
How sweet is your subtlety?
How cheap are your luxurious frames
For-real
Can't be mad what at they put on my plate
If I kept on asking for meals
Told my bro man it's fuck how they feel
Im still tryna make it to the hills
soul will be a leaving /living will
I write to kill accurate you hate my skill
He mad af he's on a pill
Big bars got me in my cell as I appeal
Having
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