Lyrics:
We Turnt Up
Life of the party, you know we keep cracking
The hottest in the city, blowing fire, like a dragon
We Turnt Up
I keep'em wishin like
know, stallion leading us
Into a hot girl summer followed by the
Coldest of nuclear winters
What does that even mean anyway?
I don't know
But, uh, hey
Dr.
Then we had ribs for dinner and coffee at eight
You reached for my hand, our very first date
And I know it's long gone and
That magic's not here no more
They like who that nigga that be snapping
Yes my name is Cameron
And I can do some magic
Make a nigga money go vanish
Poof
Y’all Niggas know I
know me, I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five-hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin' card games
the city of sin just call lil 2face take your soul he got magic (Different Type of Sinner)
From the city of sinners they call me Cyn but I be in the back
to Angeltown, but there ain't no angels
Still wearing their halos, that city is the shameful
Yeah it's hot in Miami, but I was born for the heat
And they ain't
a
suitcase in one hand and my guitar in the other and as I stood at the edge
of the city the magic of the place was incredibly intense. It was to be my
new
[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, skrrt, skrrt)
(Oooh, aaah, let's go)
Life, it's a wild chase,
We race
Where dreams chase
We pace.
[Verse 1]
Where the lights
native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
Dealin' cards with the old men in
you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin'
you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin'
'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin' card games with the old
'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin' card games with the old
Well it seemed to me
That the place to be
Was far away
From the dark and the cold
So I sailed away
Into the sun
across the blue sea
Magic city is my
You could turn it up
'Cause you know we hold it down
Gotta burn it up
If you coppin' by the ounce
See me in your city?
Zillas in your town
We just
pass em by
Bad guys and we certified
Operating in the candle light
Y'all been dreaming I've been living living
You can have the clubs know city mine
the light
The play games of magic in the night
Lately I've stayed with the lady from Denver
She said to come by for awhile
Took me on down to her
yesterday's life
I walk out of my door with the right attitude
My pocket full of pot and the glory in my eyes
This city's made to give me what belongs to me
was windy in the city
So pretty that night
I swear I tried to stick by you
But time blew me by
It is like you swept me off my feet
And tied me
of brothers who struggle
Breed's, T's, I's, you's, see's, Four Corner Hustlers
Black souls, magic kings and if gats could sing
My lyrics squeeze desert ease
One by one
the good souls of Blessing were turned to stone and
sent on to their grisly fate, until only the noble
Eriel remained. The spectacle that
a Hologram?
Chuckle City News Reporter
Yes indeed it was found out that the Neo-Terrorism was actually set up by
None other than the likes of Jiby
You call yourself a bad bitch
As you should
I ain't Mike, but I got Magic
Saucing up your city, but without me you lack mad drip
He got you in check,
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