Lyrics:
a Buddhist monk what the meaning of life be
He ain’t mention love and peace, he had pulled out like 5 g’s
I’m addicted to the bottom dollar
I just pray this
written NL
So I guess you could say that I never lose
Got a check in mail like it's blues clues
I'm surrounded by these dummy's yeah they screws loose
I
I've made throughout life not amazing I'm blowing up big now
Heart froze turning black and blue
I couldn't count on you not one or two
Top 5 am I top 5
I lay on my back and I watched the heavens rolling to and fro
And I counted constellations one by one
The lazy rocking motion of a boat out
niggas as jokes
Boscotti with the candyland
The only tree that I smoke
The pack travel to a land
By a car plane or a boat
I been hungry for the green
That
Woke up hopped on a ship blue sky's blue water imma take
Me a trip headed to Mexico white Henny by the 5th visit the Olmecs a spiritual lift
Cosmos
cheddar
And I came from the bottom and I came from the bottom
Now my life gettin' better
Fuck around with these hoes all the time
Go get yo' pussy ass set
I'm scared to leave my box
I'm scared to the house cause I'm watched by the bots
I'm scared to get the loot cause I'm watched by my ops
But fuck it,
Uptown, barbers, ups, and bussdowns
155 by the highway
110th by the park, 25th on a Friday, nigga
No sleep, creep on the get back, get that bread, til we
biggest fear is being called racist
Now I really know how I'll get the Latino vote
For one, I'll stop threatening beaners to send them on the boat
By
inside
Finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on
Like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue
Oh
as by 3 cars on
The highways and a lotta times in peoples'
Henhouses.
I been hit and run down and run over and
Walked on and knocked around and I'm just
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
sees the highway near
Winding down to Camelot;
And sometimes thro' the mirror blue
The Knights come riding two and two.
She hath no loyal Knight
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
back down the 75
And here’s to all the truckers on highways near and far
Hauling dreams by any means to where we are
Rajoe skater well this is the goose
go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime,
only five but I still remember,
Where the highway turns at the bottom of the hill,
My parents both up front 'cause they loved each other still.
Maybe
Booking on the interstate I'm bailing with them bricks
Cooking with the flour, hit me if you need the fish
Bottom of the ninth, choppers loaded, that's
might just bite
Changed the flow cause I can understand I know where to go
Got a rhythm in my head let me rock the boat
And show you why they should put
finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue
the blue ones I hustle
Had to flip it like a donut on them niggas
100 on the bottom that's a bonus for them niggas
5Th a Duce that's a pour out for my
the baby on welfare, too?
Teacher: Let's not push Mrs. Aryan...
Sydney: Who else is in the boat?
Teacher: A young, white doctor with blue eyes
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