Lyrics:
the lonesome town
I stood a-wondering which way to go
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
And walked on down the road
It was a normal day
Well, I rung
which way to go
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
And walked on down the road
It was a normal day
Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell
And I leaned
of the Blacksmith
Liberation clearly a classic
People want to live it up, what, what's your drug of choice?
What, what, give it up, what, let me hook it up
Over
and it's right off the meter
With a fist in the sky I'm a fly like an eagle
C'mon!
I'm plugged in the sound is connected
Rise up the crowd is electric
For my people in the front (front)
In the nosebleed section (section)
This is for the heads that's loving the mix
My people in the front, all
I won't ask a question, I'll state the truth
It's everything I know and all I do
There's people better off, they're just like you
But no one is
Trap out the Bentley, don't trap out no Regal
Geeked the fuck out, I don't know none of these people
Come out the sunroof and hit at his people
ruhrpott
Denn ich weiß nicht ob ihrs schon wisst
Jetzt ist Pottzeit s und p sind zurück
Jetzt ist Pottzeit manuel der people's champ
Jetzt ist Pottzeit
Ganz
been sleeping
All your clothes all thrown about
Cigarettes burn window sills
Your meter's all run out
But then again its nothing
You just split
been sleeping
All your clothes all thrown about
Cigarettes burn window sills
Your meter's all run out
But then again its nothing
You just split
am doing my job
Niggas não levam chapadas, vocês caiem de chapa
Nada mais real que meter o teu bairro na tua capa
Perguntas pelo o meu novo LP, não te
marathons, not a hundred-meter race
So, I'm here's for a while, and they can't catch-up to my pace
So, they calling me a real sicko, Ill negro
Still, people
Ain see nobody
Built this shit up on my own
I cant fuk with buddy
How they calling me they leader
Ion even know them people
I didnt see nobody
Built
very social he like to meet people
When I get to rapping bitch I can get lethal
Bitch I can go legal illegal don't need ya
I just copped a coupe and this
Some people wanna ball, But I don't
Want shit at all, bills all blue baby
Only want you baby
Some people buy diamond things, but me I
Want
of slaves
Got my order wrong at McDonald's
Thinkin' you need a raise i'm 'bout to
Break the meter 2A got my hеater
Ayy, I don't wear Nike, I only rock Adidas
Hook
My flow, my flow is hot/ your crew, your crew is not
Yall people try to take what I got/ don’t hate just work work work work
My flow my flow is
Hey now, little speedy head
The read on the speed meter says
You have to go to task in the city
Where people drown and people serve
Don't be shy
Hey now, little speedy head
The read on the speed meter says
You have to go to task in the city
Where people drown and people serve
Don't be shy
Hey now, little speedy head
The read on the speed meter says
You have to go to task in the city
Where people drown and people serve
Don't be shy
been sleeping
All your clothes all thrown about
Cigarettes burn window sills
Your meter's all run out
But then again its nothing
You just split
Now old Jack Johnson
He was the toughest man in the whole wide world,
He used walk around whoppin' people up side the head
Makin' all sorts
tonic prose
Off the meter Panasonic know, son line me a ho
Devestatin' shockwaves strikin' the nation
Newsflash, warn the people, assassination
got no glock forties
No mean a millimeter, hope you never have to meet her
Put a rolla in a meter, this one right here's a heater
Tryin' to get off
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