Lyrics:
Wanna talk 'bout plays we could run one
Never got phased by the top ones
They always say that I'm someone
I'm so and so and so's lost son
Like blood,
ignite
Don't fight the feeling you got, inhale the vapors that I see that you've brought
I'll take some sips so you know that I'm not some dirty dude
You Then I Burberry me
We on the block speaking in Cherokee
American parody's
made Me this way im so arrogant
catching the vapors with turbulence
drove away
She was listening to Bennie and the Jets
To Bennie and the Jets
She'll walk by your window, you'll only catch a glimpse
She'll disappear like
B, point guard like Saben
In the trash heap, you be like the vapors
Local niggas weren’t playing CT
So I had to go hard on this dummy nigga tape cut
on the block speaking in Cherokee
American parody's
made Me this way im so arrogant
catching the vapors with turbulence
This is a 3 minute tournament
I got
desiring papers
Learn not to hesitate
You catch the vapors and escalate
I wave see ya later and accelerate
We gone, singin'
Doo-doo-doo-doo
Back
Dużo w życiu mi się dzieje czasem śmieję się do siebie jak głupi
Chwile potem mam nadzieje że odpocznę i usiądę sam gdzieś skuty
Nie wiem czy by ci
watch planes fly by
Leaving vapor trails and me behind
From my window seat there’s a farm below
I was praying to leave now I’d die to go home…
and crashing
in the skyFor the mountains that dance with the heavens
on high,For the tears that fall and are touchedBy the
winds and by the cold,We sing praises
might lie but I'm a player by nature
Work a ho quick for the paper
So haters feel the vapors, yeah take a hit from the bomb
(Chronic) I brought a whole
age you tonight
So if it's still early days
Why do I feel fazed
By a crack in the sky?
And time edging right along
A calendar of song
A vapor
drillin in,
pillaging the goofy for that booty and bass,
struggle taste better brown as a white hobby,
sound is a bank lobby bound by the trend,
black
to give
Do what I do, there's no try
I'm an optimist by nature
I don't hate but fuck y'all haters
My life's in the hands of god
Till I'm dead and gone
When I light my afterburners,
I'm a bullet whizzing by.
I'm zero-to-60 light-years in the blink of an alien eye.
I'm in a shaking, baking,
[Eligh]
No diamonds would be bought by this man
If I took a lucky strike and hit the jackpot
Would I rot in hell or prosper
Cottontail the offer
far
Now they caught the vapors, thought they learned from Bismark
This dark track could eclipse the sunrays
Hit hard raps, we should quit
nature, returned, the vapor
Killah Priest, born in the pillar of yeast
Lost in the miscarriage, the automatic of marriage
Pow! Once ya live, ya die
the power
Mind sets you are dead
Through vapors you hear
The right vision comes back
Paralyze your future secret plan
And your idea of wondering
Want It All
All Of It You Know Err thang I Need It Before I Start Hittin' That Hairy Thang
This Is A Game And I'm In It
Dick So Good I Charge By
into the mausoleum
Of memories forgotten
We have grasped at the cosmic puzzle laid before us
Impatient newborns surrounded by dignified giants
The scope
Touch the leprous for prosperity, stare into the cyclone's eye.
Breathe the vapors for divinity, just take my hand and follow the blind
And dance
a shadow passes by
A silver lining just behind the darkest cloud
All the promise that I need to say out loud
[Chorus: ]
Every moment is another gift
Until the night is over
Turn on the amp
Darkness is my shelter
Concealed by beams of light
This is where we gather
To feed our wishing
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