Lyrics:
the bottom to the top floor
Plus I paid for it it cost a lot though
Money problems everybody got those
But now a days we don't got those
Birkin bag all my
We need those days
Now, as for me
I'm in pursuit of my passion passionately
Got the plans and the schemes
To grow all the plants and the leaves
When
lot's of things that night
But sleeping wasn't one of them
But those were the days (those were the days)
Man, those were the days (those were
gentry
Gathered round my door
Your electrical habits
Aren't welcome here anymore
That day I left
With a locket and glove
Keepsakes lest I forget
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Imma need to take a dab on my day job
Noose around my neck, screaming work or I’ll hang y’all
Bodies hit the floor, David Williams would tell all
I
or your dad's a liar
Heck, not even a cheat sheet could make your chances higher
You ain't the son of a merchant, nor of fine gentry
Can't prove it, I move
just be balling like my last name Gentry
Best white rapper of the 21st century
She say she surprised by my hidden skills
I could list em off but I just
As it fell out upon one day
Rich Divers he gave a feast
And he invited all his friends
And gentry of the best
Then Lazarus laid him down and down
me
Make you wait
Girl i say make you stand by me
Girl as I dey hustle e mi
Girl i say give your all to me
Gone are those days
Bella bella
Gone are
home
I tell ya
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days
in on the bullshit
I’m from the lost tribe
You ain’t even a little bit
How you really happy here
When every day be filled with fear
Knowing I got
a free range consultant
Where on Earth do you find one of those?
Bertie: By Hook!By Crook!
By Way! By Pass!
By Sea! By Air!
By Road!
By Grass!
By
If you want some change
Don't say it, do it
Passion will translate, know what I mean?
All day, dreaming of that look on your face
Flushed and glowing
[Sample - Movie?]
It's a new day, motherfucker
[Scratched Sample]
Live 'cause I got no choice
[Senim Silla and the Anonymous]
This is for
30 Days Sober
(Caleb J. Montgomery)
You slammed the door and made clear that it was the last time
And I understand why you'd pick a night like
those days
And everybody got to fall in love
With every movie made for us
God, I couldn't get enough of those days
Remember every poster we had
Queer Core
By QueenEarth
They call me something
My ancestors never woulda claimed
“Nigga”
“Queer”
It’s not the same
When you’re raised for
Well, I'll never forget them days gone by
I's just a kid, 'bout four foot high
But I never forgot that lesson an' pickin' and singin', the country way
morning cigarette I see the night before
And the day to be complete makes me want a little more
Cause Whiskey Talks and the guitar sings and my bothers
to freestyle
Prematurely senile, underground prima donnas
I was Oliver North during Iran Contra
Cause I, never snitched, and that's backed by evidence
I
Indifferent belligerent
Indignant as ignorance
I use big words for people of small intelligence
And elevate my patts
Like the price of gas
Twice
But don't deal with the cause
So nothing ever change
I still feel empty, I still feel envy
Having nothing though, I steal plenty
Those we applaud
the hood that you can't stay
I'll invite a nigga over then make him leave in the same day
Can you meet her?
I'm talkin bout a chick wit a Coke bottle
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