Lyrics:
the woods
With Nic and Nappy Roots and blazin' that good good
Lord I'ma tell you we're doin' it just right
Got my Playboy bunny right by my side
This is me
rIght If I trIed
She Is Beyond the Balance
NIne thousand levels of power past the poInt you pIcked to pass up on
Two by sIx nIne rebels, go shower fast
I'm hanging by a thread
Tell me is this Nerdvana
I don't think it is
A bunch a nerd rebels grew up forged in the fire
And first order of business,
And I'll admit I tend to sing a different song
But sometimes you just can't be afraid
To wear a different hat
If Columbus had complied
This old world might
you radiate
and nothing in this world is wrong
Sarah Saturday, like a perfect song
Makes me wanna sing along
Write it once to the music in her head
the stompin' bout it, in public crowded, tape me in tune
We rebel rousin', heed hella wildin, we level out
When we see the food
This shit feel like an exhale
Sing to You in all Your wisdom
Our heart is where Your Spirit dwells
If you hear me, then sing this song
If you hear me
If you hear me, then sing this
that everything's okay
Sarah Saturday, you radiate
And nothing in this world is wrong
Sarah Saturday, like a perfect song
Makes me wanna sing along
According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ
Rihanna
I swear that I'm okay
Hop inside, if you wanna ride
I'm gon' need somebody by my side
I decided this is do or die
And I'm alive
One day it'll come,
hear a call in my mind
And no matter what I try
I'm haunted by the life I left behind
While the night is still faint, let's dream of the future
loot mang i'ma big baller
Liftin weights all tha time now how a-bout dat, i already wrote a song yo all about that, this is a new junt just like my new
also a southerner.
So this song's gonna take place in Hell,
Told from the Devil's point of view
As he does what any good southerner would do when
Am I coming in ones or coming in threes, who give a shit about that
Am I dogging her mom or dogging her niece, you don't know shit about that
Life is
Put your hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my "J.O." with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll
Style fresh,
Return of the ultimate who's dope as shit
This coach is sick with the strength of hulk hogans kick
Push you over cliffs the smoke is thick in graf spots
I'm down to work
It took a while just to get this far
I go by ear on what they don't play
Everything is judged by a cover of what you don't say
People
Smoke good weed
It’s too litty on this side
Avoid all issues on the way
Got my homies by my side
I ain’t gotta question if they gone ride
They know
only one left after hearing this song
I'm on the mountain bettin dollars shittin luck
6 Bucks for the lunch but 12 bucks would fuck it up
This isn't
"This is the last song
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You've been a true delight"
Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the Danville train
responsibilities of my own
Lost in my mind all the time just like you I let me roam
This is important to me
More than something to write
They label the odds they are
I feel beside myself life's pretty weird now that I'm by myself
Feel I can only trust me and nobody else can't rely on one they all wanna rebel
Is
is trapped strong
in the cranium of future rebel infants whistling the song
I know you're listening, get down with this bitch, whistle along.
called Judas, ‘cause I was betrayed
By my own blood, I got no more love
Take this here song, as Noah's white dove
Guess I ran out of luck, locked up for
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