Lyrics:
Aren't y'all always truckin'
Aren't y'all always truckin'
Is that dog food
What up, doggy? Lock it up
This is a place built by my doggy
Sheesh, two
inside
(So tell me now, what do you stand for?)
Not long ago the darkest place
Shadows live and light escapes
Empty hands and hollow eyes
That never
brother
And pull him over as well
Keep our heads high and our noses wide open
Hopin' for that new day smell
Love live life (come on)
Pop a bottle
(feat. Linkin Park)
[Chester Bennington]
Together we made it
We made it even though we had our backs
Up against the wall
[Busta Rhymes]
See
[supreme]
Ain't no time to waste, we in the race
All my peoples wit me, they try to get to first place
M.f.c., way for life, I'm here to let you know
people poetry
Forget your little off-the head rhyme
It's way past your bedtime
For the tenth time forget tryin to get mine
I went from the park with my arc
in a hopeless place
Shine a light through an open door
Love and life I will divide
Turn away 'cause I need you more
Feel the heartbeat in my mind
windows down
Walking through town with my head on fire
But I'm never one to be scared of the smoke
Back at the park with my longboard
This ain't my address
want it twice
One of a kind, know your everythin' is one of mine
Wanted posters with my face, they know who I'm wanted by
Yeah
Yeah
Cold hearts
Can find each other in the crowded streets
And the guarded parks
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees
With the battered barks
And they walk
see they dog die
How you lookin so fine
I don't wanna cross lines but I lost mine
Find me by the East Park rollin up loud
Plus I got about a quarter
On Tuesdays and Thursdays
You better watch for the sweep
Look them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
I'm layin off in some room by my
he gonna hit
Long Live Gotti, for my nine
I'm a represent
Every time I hit a blunt, of strong
I just reminisce
Wake up to a bag every morning
My palms
It's way too dark in the ends
For love and support
Cah London the home of the nittys
I thank God for letting me live
In a place where niggas get m'ed off
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads
Fuckers uhh (Check it out) uhh
Diamonds on my neck, chrome drop-top
Chillin' on the scene
Smokin' pounds
the car that I've always wanted
Wave as I saw my neighbour
"Hello, yo ít is a new car with 24" alu"
I would have the girl that I love by my side
Head for
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
fucking blinking
Feel like my brain is fucking shrinking
In the park but I'm not Linkin
Lotta times feel like I'm sinking
Run from my problems I be
need love no mistake yeah I need it
When I'm up and it's late
When I'm up and it's late
And you come to my place
Where the weed at
Linkin park
All black
live
With the dreams
In my head
With the drills coming in from my lifemates!
Can't see!
Navigation fails me!
Radars in alarm as it is an abandoned place
the Oriole on my Baltimore hat
But the only thing I'm addicted to is rap
My friend wanted everyone to do shrooms for his birthday
But his roommate was more
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