Lyrics:
Gatorade I get them blue
It's a banger dejavu
10 for 10 in the review
Meditate like I'm Hindu
Only frost cool blue
We don't drink Mountain Dew
Lil
Snor Up Onna Track
(chrous)
No Timbaland they was mountain gear ,i was riding round serving in that mountineer i was praying fr dat cash had
When I was a boy in the days of the train
I'd sit by the tracks on a long summer day
And I'd wave at the brakesman
And he'd wave back at me
While
to date
From the town by the high mountains near the lake
Been awake since the days of VHS tapes
Turning drug money to an IRA nest egg
Here to stay IQ's
Look at the trees and they green by the sun
Photos and synthesis breath in your lungs
Take in the air cause the feeling there
We were so hopeless they
HERE ALL ALONG
Words and music by
Gavin Kaufman
June 2021
CH
I’ve climbed the mountains
And swum the seas
Crossed the Pacific and the Pyrenees
may be pitted and the climb steep
And the mountains soaring and the valleys deep
But I'm driven by a memory of way-back-when
That says I'm never
old fashion shoe
Found his daddy's hat
And he found little Muley and Muley said
They've been tractored out by the cats
They've been tractored out by
You bruddas need a PC you can type on
I need GBP by the mountain
Marble floors, palm trees and a fountain
You ain't gonna scare no one 'cah you're
fashion shoe,
Found his daddy's hat.
And he found little Muley and Muley said,
"They've been tractored out by the cats,
They've been tractored out by
kitted and
When the squad up on the mountain know we gettin pitted
Boofin in the spot so we gettin Lifted man and you
Knowin we gon get it by the way
Mansion on top of a mountain
Drinking holy water strait from the fountain
Thumbing threw checks getting tired of counting
Run up a check then I stash
The kid that drove, drove
All night long
Piled high, and smoking the stuff of dreams
Like love
So he lost his way
Down by the tracks
All gone
posing for fashion publications/
My track's on rap radio stations they play me though hatin'/
Is par the course but see that force my vocation/
I'm
ain't no need for to drive
At the dirt by Track Hawks, we bark outside
I'ma loner, I ain't friendly, I ain't tryna be ya partner
All red everything,
the girl shining like a diamond
See that girl cut down her mountain
See the girl shining like a diamond
So get back, I'm on track
So tell me, wait and see
to mushroom mountain, once or twice but who's countin'?
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pills (yo, yo)
Cool, calm, just like my mom
to mushroom mountain, once or twice but who's countin'?
But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pills (yo, yo)
Cool, calm, just like my mom
trudging up a bunch of mountains
Rootin tootin for no teams
Diving in or out youth fountains
This my f it list
This my f it list
This my f it list
This my f
facts
Want yu run up and down and you nuh join tracks, but
We ago tell it pon it mountains
Go tell it pon the hills, heem heem
It nuh matter weh mi deh
He wondered who it was
He thought he'd try to find out who was calling back
So he got his gear together and hit the mountain track
Down into
on climbing that mountain
I'll rise to the top on my own
Rise to the top by my own means
With the homies outta OP, low-key
Workin' so hard that I don't sleep,
And if they had we'd never have
These lovely mountain songs
'Moon Of Alabama' is my favorite country tune
It's got lyrics by a communist and music by
by the Rio Grande
An unbroken chain snow and tears and rain
Cutting through my soul and to my veins
Then the waters rise paint the Rocky Mountain
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