Lyrics:
Over the Garden wall
Be careful or you might fall
Leaves change from green to brown
Snow starts to cover the ground
Over the garden wall
There's so
liquor by the case
From all those bootleggin' friends who make a killin' here in Satan Place
When Mrs Brown had finished talkin' no one dared to make
Out that, later on, unfortunately
In my education, about people
Like Langston Hughes, about people like
Sterling Brown, about people like Countee
not a word is said
And I'm under the Big Brown Sky
Watching the changes fly
And hearing them call out my name
As the wind and the rain go by
So take
Pack still comin' in
Park that Lambo Urus by the Cullinan
Front him ’til the first
Time that he fumblin'
Then set him up a couple times, it's
to trap niggas
You in the trap with us, when the lines is as vivid
As the walls on the graph, autographed by the Lord of Wrath
I reside between
testing
Dressing thuggy
Accompanied by a sexy bunny
Straight out of a burlesque show
She'll sever the ring finger of the lead singer
And stir a fresh bowl
A simple garden, with acres of sky
A Brown-haired dogmouse
If one dropped by
Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night
With everything emptying into
night along o' me,
And l'll tell you its daddy in the May morning."
"Oh, was it by a black man or was it by a brown,
Or was it by a ploughing-boy
Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang, the boogie
illustrated by myself
All of em narrated by myself
either let me breathe or get DDT'd,
Do you smell what the rock is cookin on ebt
I been schemin on it
A simple garden, with acres of sky
A Brown-haired dogmouse
If one dropped by
Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night
With everything emptying into
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
in the game that's embarrassin'
And we came prepared because I'm round hoe
On the down low
And I hit the block with a 50 brown drama metal calico
embarrassin'
And we came prepared because I'm round hoe
On the down low
And I hit the block with a 50 brown drama metal calico
From the O to Mexico, we
fucked up
Like takumbo he trinna get his bucks up
Don't be judging that book by its cover
That boy funny I call him Chris tucker
Watch yo girl blow my
the Camp Phire is here
Started off with a couple of my high school friends
Chris Lloyd, Scenario, and Cheeze, my new men
To take over the industry with a hot
If I die tonight tell my daddy that I tried
To conquer all my demons
All the things that I've survived
My destiny was written on the walls
don't mind just scraping by
And by
Now the walls are closing in on us
We're trapped like mice
Trying to stumble our way out of this maze
Who is left
ignorant reaction
Fanned by political lies
Take the man in the blue cap
His back's against the wall
Links arms with the man in the brown shirt
He's
I came out tonight
So, baby, dance with me, don't hold the wall
In and out that
So fast
In and out that
It's almost midnight
It's the magic hour
In
the drop son
3rd the king of cloverland, Slim thug is the boss son
Paul Wall made me the hardest grill I done bought for
For a 100 K ,a 100 carat Paul
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