Lyrics:
the wizard you the scarecrow
And if you only had a mother fucking heart
It still wouldn't matter my datter ripp you a natter, man
Fry the whole god damn
banana clips I'm a straight beast a guerilla homie
Way to fresh to be fighting niggas ain't no throwing punches it's a pistol on em
People think he got
like the way my 20 roar, call me Calvin Coolidge
Funneling crack in the black neighborhoods, I'm not Ronald Reagan
The rights of every man are
twin glocks finna' have me a three way
I'm in the game like EA
My little nigga 16 cocking a desi'
Shooting he not finna hesi'
We servin' fiends so we
what I'm into)
I've fallen for a lot of dudes
(That was way before I met you)
George, Abe, andrew
(I like my men Presidential)
I was with Ulysses for
too famous to say hi
And tell 'em what my name is but really I'm still nameless
You niggas don't get it yet, do you?
Deal or not, platinum or flop I
a room a lot a bling
My ice is like Andrew Dice "Ba-Da-Boom, Ba-Da-Bing"
I'm tryin' to see flying in a Lamborghini
Wit your girl right beside me in a tan
your wrist at?
I can kill you in four bars, that's a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way with a sick wrap
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking slick
can be my homie)
And that's only if you show me, I'll be… (I'll be)
All the way, all the way, all the way down (I'll be)
All the way, all the way, all
my faith, because I know,
That the time is now to fulfill each vow,
For I may never pass this way again!
Words and Music by Murray Wizel and Irving
a beat to fuck your crew up
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan on the drums
Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs
And Simon, like I mentioned
the projects tremblin'
Ya know nothin' about lettin' a few strays go off
Ya only reach for your hip when your two ways go off
Shots'll fly by your head
Your
grind
I, ll be on the grind
Been married for a little bit
My wifey on my mind
We walk together living it
(Trip do you take Jess?) She's
A gift God
beer
No way out, no chance to turn back
By the way, I never had the chance to review
My mistakes and make up my mind
No regrets, that's why I I'm on my
I Can Only Live
Words and music by Andrew Magnani 2-20-21
[Verse]
From the moment that I saw her I knew she was the one
But I couldn’t say
of my friends don't exist
I got codeine in my piss
I just want a lil more tris
Bouldercrest lets do it yeah
Zone 6 influenced
I can tell by the way he
specific it's my boss
"Andrew why you not call off?"
"Andrew why you fucking late?"
My body just laying
I'm faded
I'm jaded
The music playing
My neighbors
funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man
My Morning Jacket X and Evil Urges
Beware and Be Grateful by Maps and Atlases
Menomena Friend and Foe
John Mayer Continuum and Trio
The Civil Wars
Barracuda, shout to Dave Ortiz, Dave's quality Meats!
You know how the long two way fashion thing, shout to my man Rolf from Artful Dodger
Matt Anger,
Unnnnnnggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
See my homeboys coolin way way out
Told them bout my mornin, cold bugged em out
Shot a lil dice til my knees got sore
Kicked around some
conversations about girls and psychology and music and theology and superheroes
And yes I still think Andrew Garfield is the best Spider-Man
You were my rock
of the devil
St. Andrew writes, he quotes the scripture, Wisdom 2:24
By the envy of the devil, death came into the world
The cause of envy was the happiness
Y:John Quincy Adams was number six
And it's Andrew Jackson's butt he kicked
So Jackson learns to play politics
Next time he's the one that
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