Lyrics:
Well, there's a house in an alley
In the squats and low-rise
Of a town with no future
But that's where my future lies
It's a secret, but no
on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night and a day
To even reach
on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night and a day
To even reach
the guy’s loot lightning
Emerges in the vault
And then we see there The
Flash boomerang turns around
No honor among thieves, eh?
…and is knocked out by
She said take me down where the road meets the river
This one horse town got me feeling like a prisoner on full lock down
And I wanna tunnel my way
You've told me 'bout your family
The town that you grew up in
Believe me, I wanna know everything about you
And I've rambled on about me
By now you
life to live here, this town is a graveyard
Well every day the problem seems to multiply
And everybody's keeping busy getting by
Well if you listen
to a movie, and I go downtown
Slumpin' and sellin', who hang around
We were slaves in the trenches
Out in them bricks, no-no-no, no
At the river ride, we
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night and a day
To even reach
big brother Eddie's on the bayou fishin' On the river
floats Poppa's great big boat That's how me and Poppa
get in to town It takes every bit of a night
spot down by the river
Where our sweet love first began
Just because we are married
Don't mean we can't slip around
So let's walk out through
Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by
brother Ed's on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night
And ride around to the liquor store
Can't get a job get drunk some more
You better stop trippin' on them stereotypes
'Cause in the ghetto there's a good
run me out the hood, I can't go for that
See me by myself but I'm not lonely bitch you know I'm strapped
Daily paper chasing 9-5 but my niggas in
the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when
around from town to town
Till they're back out on these fields
Where they fall from my hand
Back into the dirt of this hard land
Now me and my sister
Meanwhile I'm shakin' makin' 'em sing sing
With the bang with the bomb, with the bomb
I'm all up in the club
Fresh em off the trout
Snatching up town
ain't around, I still rep my town
Memphis ten, till the end
Straight out the north, you know where you been
I'm from the same hood as Juicy J and Yo
side of town
There was water all around
And I couldn't cross over
Now bird he can fly
Froggy jump high
Fishes never die
But I couldn't cross over
Why-o,
It's feeling like my whole town just ain't get the memo
Shit's already hard, I'm in a tale of two houses
Fuck it, I'ma take up two spouses
I turned 11
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