Lyrics:
you to your destiny
Where by other souls are slain
It won't take long
It won't take too long at all
Three men in a desert wandering
One is knowing
me (na me da)
Mama told me get it right by any means (pah pah!)
I can't do no wrong thats Kobe checks down on my feet (Boom!)
Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy
would only believe
if it we're taught to them when they were 3
Please tell me you are starting to see our ancestors had free energy
And mountain tops may
Lined up by the bend in the bow, so it goes
Yeah the circle is drawn around you
But all the smoke around ya, well it ain’t letting me through
Just be
We here to slump lames
I only rock with real guys and big willies
You niggas chump change so let the pump aim
Go ahead and block your chest
By trying
Looking back, wow, what a big mistake
All of the games that I let you play
I guess I just have bad taste
My three little words felt smaller everyday
I'm carving a bowl
Whether I'm in my hometown
Or over in Venice beach
You can catch me smoothin'
With at least 3 pairs each
Vans On My Feet
Vans-Vans
Six feet under
Six feet under the ground
Bury me
More or less
Six feet under the ground
I hear the church bells
It's over just before it began
You
steps ahead)
(Three steps ahead)
(Three steps ahead)
(What's the subject?)
The Shwingalo, hot damn
(Is Posdnuos gonna start?)
I am, I am
(And by
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth.
And I will be, oh I will be, lost. [Repeat x 3]
face
There's three ways to stop me from doing what I do
What? You think I'm a tell you
(Mom, can you leave the door open a bit?)
Thanks, an easy
stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me man, I
His mother came here only to see her offspring sore
With flying colors youngest brother of three
Same story as me born and raised in DC, uh
I write my
for your dreams
Don't stoppin' this
Many niggas, wo mu watching over me
They wishing me i was in the fuckin' grave
By mighty nti, chal3 i'm standing
was a kid my parents abandoned me
I was picked up and I was raised by two clowns
They showed me I'm a Juggalo and how to put it down
I told him to be
should not be scared of where we put our feet
Just imagine how mama's life was hanging by a thread
No words could've been said to her baby boy in the shed
now
When I stretch to the clouds
My feet are bigger than three lagoons
And I can roll like a magnificent beach ball,
Striving high!
Uh! Uh! Uh!
and I'm wanting mo
The teller know me by my name I ain't fronting hoe
My numbers goin' up no nobody harder
I'm ending my night in somebody's daughter
You
lord what would I have done
All these problems, gon' make me suffocate
All these problems, won't make me suffocate
It's still 3'o till death
They my
Will you join me in this dance, this dance of misery
Cradled in imposs... impossibility?
Swooning, I am swept away
Swept off my feet, with step by
attatched me
I'll cut em' off faster than you can count to three
I've never been the type to envy someone else
No one can be a better version
and decay
It's mangled by disease
I'm unable to breathe
Tell me what manner of creature this could be
'Cause it's not me
I run away as fast as my feet
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