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Feleena (From El Paso)

Marty Robbins

Border Town Affair

1977

To a young Mexican couple, a baby was born;
Just as the baby cried, thunder and lightnin' died
Moon gave it's light to the world and the stars did the same

broke in a minute
Bitch i’ve been getting big digits
Made it by my own fuck the mother fucking critics
You know that greatness yeah you just witness
This

My sunken place has gotten cozy as fuck
I slept for twelve hours, but I just woke up
And I’m still living with your ghost
Another shot of Henny

first check and I went to the dentist
Bitches on bitches want to play with my Jimmy
Imma go treat a bitch just like my nigga Benny
Leave them niggas

young niggas, they ruthless
They just like me, keep toolies
Got it out the trizzap
Your bitch she on my dizzick
We on that smoke a nigga, fuck his bitch

miss the train if you waiting by the kiosk
Shout outs to Jesus
They tell me chill up on the god talk they'll confuse you for a Christian rapper
We live

Uh yuh
Uh yuh uh yuh
L E S
New York
What up baby
Nino Brizzy Brown
Stand up what up
You know what it is
We super thuggin up in here
King Nino
You

aiming through her
Jose my Cuervo, be taking two of em'
You cannot fuck with the come up
Blocking my blessings for none of em'
I just finesse em' and done

we're from the same universe
So I had to adapt and just go to work
Never could conform so I was treated as an outcast
That could never stop me so lets

don’t learn, ain’t no such thing as the old me
I’m the same me, I just went through shit
Had phases they went through quick
I’m losing my conscience, no

and Henny now
They blowing smoke out the chimney now
East coast, west coast, check
North side, south side, check
I feel that all of them scared of me
All

chip on my shoulder now
Still out here by my dola
Money's never the motive, nah
Ain't a dollar gone stand up for me
Get the bag 'cause this mandatory

tore up
Went and checked your 'Gram, you look fine
You went and moved on, it's all my calls you decline
And I-I-I am sorry
'Cause I just tend to worry
If

but now I'm on some new shit

I ain't playing with 'em I'm just stepping up my game
I'm a ball hard and the team do the same
Snatch a young bitch yeah

the chimney filling the sky See me fly by
Am i looking at them
No their looking at me
Yo they probably know I'm high
Am I fuckin' it up no its fuckin' me up
Did

fucked up
I been rolling with the same Killas since I became alive
Stay down, stay patient, stay committed just focus on yo grind
Lil shorty my student

of these bitches fucking on my homies
Now I know, they ain't really for me
Now I know they just be horein
Now I gotta stay up pouring

You fucking on these

Cheap Evening Return

Wigwam

Dark Album

1977

Daemon had just dropped by to pass the time
With a peaceful cigarette
Or maybe with a roll-up filter-tip
He'd still not made it yet

Yes, went

displaying the same shit that's pinned to niggas
Feel like Reverend Carter
Standing on my porch
And the white straightjacket while pissing all on your Porsche

When I walk by smell scent of marijuana
Made da feens come bacc around like karma
Cuz got the forty when it hit you a goner
Knocc ya ass off Just like

Think bout walking down

I had met dem dudes
And we had started rappin dropping songs

I had went to school And fell off in some smoke
they talkin down

And they say we ain't hip-hop
Raised by Big Pop and 2Pac
Get your shit rocked
Smoke you like my pipe do
Ignite the flame (Lighter Sound)

If greatness was

Ya & fuck it if I miss the bar by a mile
Man i'm just speaking my mind

drank girl that's on me

What you like we can smoke and drink everything for free
When you rolling with me just get higher smoke that fire
Get higher