Lyrics:
at my style
When I pull up I drive the girls wild
All they can say is wow, wow
All they can say is wow, wow
I ain't playin' dead, it live in the south
It
Arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie
So you ask me my kind friend
Why I am sad and still
And why my brow is darkened
Like the clouds upon the hill
In my mind I see a picture
And my thoughts begin to roam
To the rolling hills and valleys
That surround my childhood home
I can almost smell
She woke up and couldn't use her legs
So I laid down by her side
She put her head on my hand
Like she'd done so many times
I told her she was a good
There's nobody else on my level I'm all by myself and I call it a silent hill
As evil as us deep inside of my mind and I'm ready to cock back and then
Focused on building myself up
Focused on moving to the hills
Focused on building my wealth up I don't chit chat cause I'm real
Let's break it down by skill
the state hates on me
I’m tryna get on
Pull up front with my team
(I’m runnin’)
Towards the hills
While guided by trees
While these racist individuals
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
in yourself and my passion for you!
Just wild beat communication
Wild and free rising over the stars
There's no need to hide I'm
Always by your side
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
grows on here
Blackheath
Only children play
Blackheath intro 1:50
(Dave Hill-Mal Spooner)
(Intersong/Warner Chappel)
If I believed in all I've read
right beside ya doing his duty, salute
Told you, you give me life
I want you by my side
Swear I could fly when you replied
I want you by my side
Want you,
[Isam]
They were the youth, a faith who didn't pray
Young ones from the hood came back another day
Told the old ones you're wasting you time
"Time,
She lives under a little orange tree
In perfect harmony birds and the bies
But all she really want is move into the city
And be wild and free
I did a thing last night
You know those future games
I turned off all the lights
Oh, the future came
You were by my side
Will you explain?
Oh
But I'm a take it step by step
Just do your do your best
Put your own will to the test
Go to Jesus for that rest
Guaranteed that He gonna bless
They
I always feel like I'm fighting an uphill battle
But I know who made the hills
3-5 From the east side
God always
Headed down on the wrong side by 25
Driving down the dusty road, with a guitar by my side
The sun is setting in the sky, casting shadows far and wide
I'm a drifter of rusty trails,
the Lord my soul to take
Blind deaf and dumb
Moving boulders up hills but i still feel numb
Crushed under his thumb
I've been moving mad but i still can't
a stain
I done lost it all got nothing to
Lose I make my llama bang
Niggas say it's beef and I don't see
It I just see 50 packs 50 him
50 him by the night
bright like city lights
Got the high beams to take on the night
Stay blowing up the scene we so dynamite
Know I walk by faith hands in the air cause I see
Or the solstice in the wild
Or the birth of a baby child
It's your holiday song
No one more true, right or wrong
Our faith calls our name
Someone else's does
(Kick up on that beat, Moh!)
I had some faith, I had some faith
They do whatever, knock me down, through God, I'm not gonna break
Seen stuff at just
I could tell
One night a wild young cowboy came in wild as the west Texas wind
Dashing and daring a drink he was sharing with wicked Feleena the girl
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