Lyrics:
The years are flying by and it's time I got high
Took a sample of the good things in life
This is a chance I'm gonna take
Gonna kick out trouble and strife
The years are flying by and it's time I got high
Took a sample of the good things in life
This is a chance I'm gonna take
Gonna kick out trouble and strife
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
shit, but I could back up game
The way you silly motherfuckers on the
Mic talk the same old same
How you wouldn't hesitate to
Kill, buck, rack, attack
Ask
away
And I'm so damn resilient but could never say
Hey, how are you doing?
You're mighty fine enticing, e-motion in every movement
I like the way
aint went to sleep in 3 days
Verses too hard feel like a God
I'm way to into this mane i had a vision today
It reminded me why i do what i do
I gulp
about what cards I'm pullin' out the deck
Stay mad Arthur keep yo fist clenched
Electric cause I flow in different directions
I'm a rare, Bitch just put
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
No no
I don't want your tight excuses anymore
No no
I don't wanna hear the same old lies (by the same old price)
Cause I'm through
Wasting my time
the only way
You know what I'm saying, I ain't gotta' say names
I get those butterflies in my stomach when you next me
Baby I gotta' know what makes you so
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
in Dixie!
Y:Up to bat comes old Abe Lincoln
D:There's a guy who's really thinkin'
W:Kept the United States from shrinking
Saved the ship
you
Do you feel the same way too? Do You feel the same way too
It's true, that I just wanna be with you
Do you feel the same way too? Do
You feel
Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n'
Barack Hussein Obama, is the same his father had
The J in the middle of Donald Trump's name stands for John
Last, Joe Biden's Robinette, his grandmother's
come my way you don’t know bout my pain
I pop benylin just to get by my day
I try to believe I’d get back on my way
Throw dirt on my name shit ain’t
a coffin, the same way that I can hand you a portrait
Swear to God it's like my hand is a God send
Word to God how I handle the guarded, more arm in arm
way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
In
run, every time a new one come
Cause a verse from Akala is harder
Than time in Abu Ghraib
With the same sense of injustice
Put em to their grave
Slaves
the Eagles
Karma
In L.A. With that bookie playing contra
Nasty
You gon' meet the fist like Arthur (uh)
Lost crew with the cops, I'm Lana
Two cigs, Big
it's over anyway
It's the same old thoughts from yesterday
It's the same old plots as everyday
and I know them very well in every way
In a city by
it seems
Woke up this mornin' and I looked at the same old page
Same old rat race, life in the same old cage
I don't want nothin' from anyone, ain't
or ketamine
Every horse makes gelatine
Old ways make by-products
The dairy cow made into Prada
Your old scars tell new stories
Life lived since you swore you
of scenery?
Instead of going through the motions like machinery?
I think it's time to change the oil in the motor
Instead of living by the same old rota
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