Lyrics:
to Miles Davis
The Canda all night rocker
To south side part, and Cathrine, what's up, dude?
And alright, now best wishes out to Eno and Shelly
And their
to Miles Davis
The Canda all night rocker
To south side part, and Cathrine, what's up, dude?
And alright, now best wishes out to Eno and Shelly
And their
James
Cannot escape the pain
Like naz, ye, and J
I got to keep the flame
Listening to Rihanna
Takes my breath away
I got a glimpse of tomorrow
And u
down the lane
Like LeBron James
You iguodala
Glass cleaning
Baddies is walking by
Tryna spit a line
She be quick to dubbing a nigga
If you ain't worth
bodyguards,
Surveillance around his land spread
He runs a billion dollar organization under investigation,
Plus he's wanted by immigration
Now I'm stuck,
Hustle Gang
West Side, Bankhead,(remix) that's where I'm from
Everything y'all did
It been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can't touch that
to God, real ties
My ride
My life
South side south side
Free mind make real rhymes
By design I will shine, I will not have decline
Age right like fine
and NAACP and in particular Rev james
Orange, Mrs alice Johnson and Rev love
Who we just lost last year
So I'm duty-bound to be here to simply say
That it is
South east to the west side
Yeah I'm the same kid til the next life
Forever I bleed red white
I don't really care for the next guy
Bet I
Forever
changed - they've changed
We've got James Dean on the silver screen
We've got James Brown he won't let you down
Now Elvis was the king of rock and roll
We
and raise)
South Africa, what does it mean?
To burst the scene, or conquer like a philistine
War or peace, which one do you prefer?
Pass me my M-16 for
and listen clear
Lord my witness I never fear
South side animosity
I hate the type with no prodigy
Ace ain't no stopping me
Boogie you ain't even popping b
pushin bubble stealin
P-p-p-pow show me murder ima show thee the cause
That PCP be havin me I'm breakin laws in my drawers
P-p-p-pow boogie woogie bang
snitchin' lies
Got line twistin' guys
Take the clip to make a flick
No blind side or district 9
Trying to dodge prison time
All die for fishin' by smith
on barrels
You know you get hit
The shot out the shotgun
Know you'll do flips
Hoes from the westside back to the south side
Back to the east side on my dick
Mc-Gee.
Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam, the devil only knows...
He was
South Side, Muddy Waters' band
Yeah, he played with soul and grace
Otis Spann's covered in an unmarked grave
Lunch hour comes with no fanfare
Sunglasses
this side
Yo it's definitely a party goin on, youknowmsayin
BCC, everyday all day
[Rock] Now when you come through the door, what do you see?
[Tek]
Yeah
North side east side west side south side
Stand up
This for the whole city man
Even the burbs too
Ain't no discriminating you know
Ain't no
Dripping on my bed frame when her nigga not around
Used to have a tall chick and she love to call the shots
Shorty from the south side she was yelling fuck
I was born in Mississippi in a crowded one room shack
I grew up pickin' cotton on the wrong side of the track
I remember momma sayin' son don't ever
seein' us
200k, I coulda bought a Bentley Truck
Seen every pussy nigga at South By, we had to smash on 'em
Niggas say he wanted 2 verses but he was
(Yung Lan on the track)
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Thirty round by me you can figure it out (blrrrd)
I think I got niggas figured out (yeah,
and the weather it was fine
We were camped down on the south side of the bend
When a Norther started blowin' we called the extra guard
Cause it took all hands
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