Lyrics:
Whoa whoa
Big Glock one in the top nigga
Started off with a circle Whoa
Whoa
Started off with a circle Whoa
Whoa
Started off with a circle Whoa
Whoa
circle)
Black, Black, Black, Black (Oppressor, we came to usurp you)
Black, Black (if you diss Black with the verbal)
Black, Black, Black, Black (Black will
See I'm locked in a box in my head
And the pine trees
Are taller than they ever been
See I'm locked in a box in my head
And the pine trees
Are taller
circle tight
Circle Tight circle tight
Yeah
Double cup full of of pine
Just to ease the pain
Is tragic in the game
Niggas knife you in the back
in the night
Black hood engulf my skull
Broken angel in the arms of a pine
Haunted Mound, you know we the Nazgul
I can break apart the world that you
Forest Service Roads
We Don't Care Which Number
It's so Critical
For this Pine Tree Summer
Forest Service Roads
We Don't Care Which Number
It's so
Dressed in black, black, black
With a rude attitude-tude-tude
And tattoos down your back, back, back
But still you run circles through my head (Circles
Black girl, black girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night?
In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines
I'd shiver
(Blowin' smoke)
Diesel, I ride though, moonshine I swallow
Truck customized like I just hit the lotto
King of the pines, big boy
These woods is mine and all
and aged pine
Who knew I'd see math at the big crunch while I wine and dine?
My body divides into a line and two circles and I'm tasting purple
Jump through
Spin, spin
spin the black circle
Spin, spin
spin the black, spin the black
Spin, spin
spin the black circle
Spin, spin
whoa
Pull it out
Draino in my eyes yall
Caught me sippin lysol
Got a wish to die yall
Windex mixed with Pine-sol
Draino in my eyes yall
Caught me sippin lysol
Got
Can't kill me I am the ghost
Can't shake me, I own the road
Can't match me, I'm one of a kind
I was, I am
And will be the phantom of the pines
Exterminate
Cut down
Cut down
Look around
What can we see now?
What have we known?
Circle in the circle
Less and less
Pines and firs are friends
wake up, wake up, wake up
There's no time for us to break up
Black is black not blue or purple
Being black is like a circle
Round and round we all will
or two she came thru, fly hairdo
We link, push in the six circle circle drink
To purple mink, had mad bank, Chanel bag full of Benjamin Franks
More ices
wake up, wake up, wake up
There's no time for us to break up
Black is black not blue or purple
Being black is like a circle
Round and round we all will
Yo I'm tha anti-circle
On tha mad train like a rain
That's purple I storm
Never comin twice in one form
Tha Black'll act a fool and I'm gone
Crumbs
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, what you call me?
Alexander Grant, Garfield Gunner
Bada bing, bada bing, bada boom
Around in a circle, round in
and green, round the rainbow circle throne
Red black and green, round the rainbow circle throne
Red gold and green, round the rainbow circle throne
Red
cap Black kicks on my feet black Nikes in my circle make my cipher complete Black skin black love black look good on me black gloves black mask when
lobster tank
Yeah
The supermarket lobster tank
Supermarket lobster
No one believes me when I say my hair is brown
They will say it's not it's black and then
pine
What's a carnivore or vegan if neither is bearing fruit
Keep disciples in my circle, that's how we stay in the loop, oh Lord
It's all out of love ya
problems
I'm goin' in circles man, goin' in circles man
Sometimes I feel like, feel like I'm goin' in circles man
Damn, it can't get no worse than this
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