Lyrics:
stealin/super vill..
Chill..stayin high like the ceilin
See there aint enough room for the both of us
See it's a showdown/throw down
Your best style i'll bust
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
I love you beats by Choc
Why you never see me givin' up on you
I can be your honey, I'll be stuck on you
Call before I come, I'm pullin' up on you
the norm
So I would have to change the world or I would have to be changed by the world
Recollections from my lowest serve as motivation
On the cusp of sumn
tools gripped it and ready
All I know milk it and [?] she prolly gon' touch all of us
I'm in my own zone my flow is grown I made mine up in a short bust
happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door
[Chorus]
--Tony Touch--
--The incredible... DJ--
--The tables turn--
--relay that one time--
--OK, Tony Touch--
--is so tremendous--
--Tony
that's when the thinking starts
My medulla oblongata is a little hotter
My escape route got me weaving in & outta
Various traps
Not design for blacks
With
the Carolinas
There may be distance but I'm still gon' let you touch
I'll take you somewhere that they'll never find us
Never find us
Never find love today
My new
dropped off the 600 the get away the best
We had an in-sider that was working for Union Planners
She told us everyday at 6 o clock they turn off the cameras
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
said that Eazywould fuck us
Everytime I pull up on the block
To smoke with my partners outta Red Dog
You got me some? Got some
Niggas is trippin' on your
the bomb-ass house, party jumpin'.
Look in the hood, last stop, and we won't stop.
One got dropped, oh, why deadly, oh, so deadly.
Throwin' these thangs in
Watching the world, passing me by
I turn my face, up to the sky
The rain falls down, drown me in gloom
Indigo darkness where I sleep with you
You
Fifty two eighty
And I'm flying high
Baby can we touch the sky
I'm in fifty two eighty
It's two am on most Denver nights
I'm in fifty two eighty
Carolina, Out in Carolina
Where you from my nigga
Straight outta Carolina
Country boys We don't
Act or talk tuff
Say da wrong thang
Get yo jaw broke
honest and true
If God is for you who can be against you
Coming outta the blue
Bars are hard to chew
Bout that time I flew
Coming with the crew
Powered by
bunch of years being judged by peers
All you wanted was to touch my ears
And get inside of my head, like, "What the fuck's in here?"
Had to take space
Dispatch, we are in hot pursuit
Of two hostile fugitives
One immensely obese brute accompanied by
A scrawny peg legged minion
Now, we have attempted
just wanna know why is it that you succumb to yours
And mine I survived it. You ran the streets, I 9 to 5'ed it
We grew up, grew apart as time went by us
dutch
I'm a tall motherfucker with a dream, I don't care if you're 6 foot you'll still be under us
I'm a blacksmith when it comes to flows, I can't run
Let's Picture for a minute
Where it’s you who’s catching bombs
Yeah, picture for a minute
Where its your home that’s gone.
You really outta pause
Rethink
know, how much I really wanna change
And why would I wanna wake up in the morning without you by my side?
And why do I gotta see you in tears just
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