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plunge, shipwrecked
Go get your homework done, down to the books you’re spine is not enough inflected
But oh, by the way, said my father before being
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
Felt like my body had left me and all that's left was a ghost
Threw out a dozen of donuts and bolted straight for the door
Sped down the 48 road and made
And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about
When you can't live with her and you can't live without
Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his
Day, Earth Day
Get out the door and attack
We be goin' on a mission
But don't step on a tack
Cuz I'm not a physician
Don't forget to bring a hat
Cuz
Day, Earth Day
Get out the door and attack
We be goin' on a mission
But don't step on a tack
Cuz I'm not a physician
Don't forget to bring a hat
Cuz
hydrazine
I’m watching the Houston rockets play
Against my favorite team
I got them all lined up
Fucking bitches like Charlie sheen
I Kick em out when I’m
Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living
Lord not be smitten by the cage and the angry men willing
Sta cat to lines with
Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living
Lord not be smitten by the cage and the angry men willing
Sta cat to lines with
with the tongue from our loose lips
Deceptive and toxic like Bobby and a Houston
With no foundation cause we never had a blueprint
With wars
Houston we've had a problem
Which Universe will you choose today
Choose Your Reality
Where Would You Rather Be
Options are 1 Thru 3
Wake Up
getting running them draft days
Can tell the stench from opponents
On ashtrays all them motherfuckers
Quick to talk about the cash made
I'm still here for
I'ma send this out to the good old days (Good old days)
All the OG's who showed me gang (80's and the 90's)
All the music that got me through it,
Know, there's danger in the lesson learned
Slow down before you crash and burn
These my day-ones I'm surrounded by
So everyone you see me with is
How you doin' Houston Texas*
At first I was afraid
I was petrafide
I kept thinking I couldnt live with out you by my side
But then I spent some many
Put on my slippers walk out the front door
It's the GLC everybody lets go
One two three to the four
I wear my Pyjamas when I goes down the store
Put
in and out of Houston Hobby so much, I'm a hobbyist
Hoes waitin' on Cench in the lobby, that boy a lobbyist
Savage got a green card straight out
3 way
3 way
3 way
Migo
3 way
Quavo!
I'm attached to the stacks
Still having big straps
Phone tap running laps cross the map hot trap
Growing off of his shoulder
Billy had two big
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out
goes back juss like them splinters an 'em temps, uh
met this bitch that was in Houston, said she was from Houston,
said her profession was stackin
you bust out the door while it's still closed
Still sick from the food you ate
And then you run to the store for quick relief
From a bottle
Cadillac doors
Got stopped at the mall the other day
Heard a call from the other way that I just came from
Some nigga was sayin' somethin', talkin'
the pins in the lock
Everything crushed beneath that tick tock
From amusement parks down to office blocks
Ready to rock, you know with EDC
Always by my side
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