Lyrics:
Wonderland how I'm talking to Alice
Selling crystals no Palace
24 we'll be casting that ballots
Can't cause no malice
Duwelace
I keep my strap out man I do
and clean like persil
We do what we prefer to we earned that we deserve to
We've been grinding out til it was hurting
Meanwhile couple of lads who had urges
shattered homes and turned that shit into buckingham
I learned that shakin hands is as dangerous as a gun in hands
Fuck it, this for all my homies that
The show gun with Shogun to testify
To show somethin'
We hold somethin' that electrifies
N-1 L-B, no one left behind, pause it
Where I grew up in the world
now
High school lesson, y'all can drop out now
California highway, California my way
I do it that way, then roll a fat jay
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
the D’Ussé
I do spray like rich uncles flexing in a villa
Then preach about the doomsday for realer
Reveal the past so you could understand where we coming
memorial, we see faces, names, dates. All are reminders that the suffering brought by war is intensely personal and its violence indiscriminate. In the broad
mine how I do it hope they don't judge
On some designer shit I feel like Lè Wuz
This right now give a fuck what we was
Different lifestyle that's the way
a fuck
That same mentality that told my brother not to duck
In actuality it's a trip how we trip off of colors
I wonder if I'll ever discover
A passion
la la la la)
Stockholm saying (la la la la la)
Jamaica (la la la la la)
You on that Cali shit (la la la la la)
Puff it, feel whatever (la la la
Bro get in check, we ain't shootin' at opps (get that nigga)
She want me to eat it but move like a thot (like, what, like, how?)
Red flags, I be
any track
It's the Black Eyed Peas and we back with the facts
Start with the fat skills that rose in the past
We got it like how you know how
any track
It's the Black Eyed Peas and we back with the facts
Start with the fat skills that rose in the past
We got it like how you know how
stiff and twisted, man
A mother cried, only one way to fix it, man
How long 'fore the people in the street
Get tired of the evil, say, "Fuck that
had to come to grips
That we we're done
And I might as well try and have some more fun
Cause I blew it, in the end it had nothing to do with music
that’s what we do
KW: That was before everybody said swag
Or when we were out in Japan how
Could you communicate through people? We’re
Not even
On n'est pas de la même famille
Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis
Oh no, we're in a recession
Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg
to be the thing
That we’re fighting for every
Day, that we’re trying to buy
Back, trying to work for
Especially in America
In America people really do
the other hand
My girl that's my pal that's my buckingham
I made her love me fore I stuck it in
I write a flow and get stuck in it
Cant close my eyes I'm like
don't understand
Wanna put me in a box funny how they never can
I grew up on the block right off Mack and Buckingham
Where them boys carried Glocks tucked
I meant 'em
Fuck it a piece of my mental
Is hanging by a string
Cherish my people, I'm with em
But they gon want everything
And that been taxing me
Look yeah I feel how I feel
That's just me I never hide from me, nah
Back when days were naive
Lindsey Road apartments or the streets, ay
First
by the trigger
Every time you sleep in your bed with the trigger
With the gun by your side
You don't know how to live
You don't know how to ride
You
going in deep
I'm Frozen, no Disney
Keep it low, Lindsey
She coming down the pole I got Benjies
My pocket so fat, never empty (uh)
She want that pipe,
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