Lyrics:
How many o' you nice folks think I knows what I's talkin' 'bout? RAISE Y'HAIN UP! Uh-huh! An' how many thinks my potato been bakin' too long? RAISE YO
got em in my chain
I go by juice to you niggas double cup i'm leaving a stain
I double back and i'm loaded making music is like a drug
Wonder if i
the BASS
BOX powered up and pumping
So I'm pissing in a bush, bopping my head
Then I hear a rustle i think, rah
I might be pissing on a hedgehog
I move my
Nobody gonna take my head
I gonna beat my..., yeah, yeah
Ooh, I'm in heaven again
I got everything
Like an open road
All my friends and everything
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
about now all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put
on the music, strike up the music,
Let the music change my mind.
Now don't I dig the big time rock and roll.
Sit in the darkness and be somebody else.
make music like cinema
Sit down watch this lyric cinema
Back in the day when the boy was minimal
Pen and pad I jot down all the lyrical
Like Jay and Ye
it's Weezy and Con, catch us on the incline
Up, up in thin air, so high, sometimes my throne feel like a wheelchair
I'm half dead as it is, flag red
the music, will let me ride"
Rebel Music free the pain inside, until this day in my ghetto
I hear echoes, where anger cry, feel me?
I bring tears
the Wolf
dangling in mid-air.
''Hey, Big Bad Wolf'', said Peter, ''why don't you come up here and get
us now?''
''I would'', said the Wolf, ''but, well,
wanna listen to
It's off my head so let the beat play through
So I can funk it up and make it sound good
1-2-3 Yo -- Knock on some wood
For good
me, knocked at the door
Act like you stickin' me up, put the joint to my face
Push me in quickly when the bitch open up
Remember you don't me, blast
caught up in this cycle of aspirations and greed
Trying to move my pieces forward, I pray that you never leave
So tell the heavens up above that this music
Time to get some new clothes
So I can shoot a vid in my old shit
New flows
Got em on the way
I'm just clearing out my head
As I'm stacking up my pape
What about it yea, be about it whats up
I don’t even think about it I just
Let it go, let it go, do my dance, do my dance
In the air, in the air
the worst,
Emptied out by a single word
There is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I
your head into a muddle like
Walking into Elephant
Syringes in a puddle like
I was a country boy when I moved out
Grew up too fast for my family
your head into a muddle like
Walking into Elephant
Syringes in a puddle like
I was a country boy when I moved out
Grew up too fast for my family
'm talking about
Get you a bitch that can say her abc's
With a dick in her mouth
35,000 feet above the Earth
Getting head
Rolled a blunt up on her dome
While
to you
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
And my lungs hurt, and my ears bled
With the sound of the city life echoed in my head
Do I
to you
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
And my lungs hurt, and my ears bled
With the sound of the city life echoed in my head
Do I
nigga
Rich money
I just want you to feel me
Releasing all my pain so this music can heal me
Let every blunt I smoke and every drink don't kill me
By
the city never sleeps
Then that makes two
And my lungs hurt
And my ears bled
With the sound of the city life
Echoed in my head
Do I need this to keep
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