Lyrics:
And no reason to stay, he decided to walk home, so he?
This life goes passing you by
It might go fast if you lie
You're born, you live, then you die
Central station, charged up like Scarface
Amsterdam ain't a nice place off your face, we enter the race
Walk down, been there before, done that, no joy if
Central station, charged up like Scarface
Amsterdam ain't a nice place off your face, we enter the race
Walk down, been there before, done that, no joy if
(Box)
Gotta put the hooks in, look this
Planet started flake floatin' off
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, when we stop gotta
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk
you can't tell
T-Trust me homie
Do not walk up in my shadow
Just respect my handle while we bang and make the
Earth rattle
Go Yeah
I predict
a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still
Losing myself in these trains of thought
That's assuming that I have a brain at all, ha
Man, today I been feeling a little light headed, just mixed
Yeah that's right this is spaghetti
Head mob niggas, my gun bomb niggas
Go 'head and shoot, my pistol nuke niggas
When I let off the whole
Earth feel
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
catch a couple)
We cut him up, send him home In some boxes
I pull up on my n***** in the same car I boxed in (Yea)
She throwin' good neck, swear to God I
It doesn't stop for him walks on (Grr, ayo)
'Cause he don't want you to know that
You can walk on the water
Well, I'ma tell you right now grr
Ayo,
to Jah Jah to receive his soul, well
Gunshot, another one
He didn't want to live by the gun
Lord, they say he's a rebel in the streets
My little
Flip flops.
Early walk Kevin Na give a little shit talk
Pay me my bets brah, I hit 'em with a Crip walk
Hat off, shake hands, tell 'em that I had fun
of this Earth.
Woman walks the streets like she's queen of the town.
Doesn't talk very much, she's very profound!
Little Suzy Greenberg's always
And even when you win battles
It does nothin' for you
He beat Meek and Freeway then
He watched them walk
Off and make ten times more money than you
Stop
I'm just saying what we both could
Have made less of doing, see, everytime the
Owner walks around the house strange things do
Stand out from usual ones,
Little sister on her daddy's porch
She's sun kissed as the earth gets scorched
Little sister watchin' for her ride
She's dreamin' of a place that she
down from this earthquake
Watch these shifting sands wipe me off the face of this earth
I don't slip a little
These shiftings sands are unavoidable
From
on my arms stand up at you
Unsettled by the earth, feel the beauty, see the false too
Deadpan living state, scooped up like a vacuum
Little things, notice
Ticking off your boxes going row by row
Number one we got the keys to gates of hell
And number two
Breaking all the rulers til you can’t measure up
Eight
think I feel a little nauseous
I'm in the studio everyday, you in the warehouse packin' boxes
I can't be tricked up out my spot, because I know that I got
little facts
"Well you know, smoking takes ten years off your life"
Well it's the ten worst years, isn't it folks?
It's the ones at the end! It's
enough, but I might be
To walk up on the girl in the tight jeans
Say, Hi, She replies, Hi too
What a beautiful mind, how did I find you?
Fine as hell
cop that gets to walk
Cause I simply deny it
I'm the one that made kids
Think that guns were cool (Cool, yeah)
Then popped 'em one by one as
They came
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