Lyrics:
a blank cassette
Record the country countdown 'cause I couldn't buy it yet
If we drove all the way to Dallas just to buy an Easter dress
We'd take
a business office
Magic City, need a business office
Twenty-nine, I keep a business office
I'm in love with Houston, Dallas, Austin
Tell your guys to hold
are you? Who are you?
Where have you been, where are you going to?
Well, andrew McCrew must have lost his way
'Cause though he died long ago
He was
back to the Ray Charles days
Fast forward a little bit, to when Kevin McVale was paid
This that real Dallas talk, I'm giving real history lessons
When I
And spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena
We get to swing from New Orleans, Fort Worth, and Dallas
We toast when we're tippin' up the Challis
Tulsa, St.
grippin' microphones from here to Dallas
Go ask Alice if you don't believe me
I get Inner Visions like Stevie
See me, ascend from the chalice like
And spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena
We get to swing from New Orleans, Fort Worth, and Dallas
We toast when we're tippin' up the Challis
Tulsa, St.
Shcaff mbacc dalla sera alla matin'
(Sop o beat) chi non lavora
(Oh) non si ripara da questo giro di MC
Shcaff mbacc dalla sera alla matin'
(Sop o beat)
Mesquite, TX
DRUMS RECORDED ANALOG BY : Matt Kennedy at Audio Dallas Recording Studios, Garland TX. www.AudioDallas.com
VOCALS RECORDED BY: JoJo Hill
lines
And we just rock on from there?
She came from Dallas
That kid was aces
She dressed like Texas
Wide open spaces
He drove a pickup and wore no
of Dallas County
Country accent, city fashion, lights are flashing on the cameras
Hoes are choosing, niggas hating, we ain't tripping, keep our balance
tax
Rollin' down to Dallas
Who's providin' my palace
Off to New Orleans or who knows where
Places new and ladies, too
I'm B.J. McKay and this is my
zero flow perché stai sotto col lexotan
Io devo trovare ancora qualcuno che mi arresta fra
Jump dalla finestra fra
Racks fino alla testa ah
Mi cadono le
McTER LcCRIMcRUM
Non esiste alcuna via semplice
Dalla Terra alle stelle
Mater Lacrimarum ne è complice
Ma non fa cose belle
Mater Sospiriorum Mater
bitch, we don't play no games
Heretic up in this bitch, heretic the gang
There McBilly goes again, killing ,very flow
There them haters go again, hat-a let
That easy-going man of blood
Mucking out in the McLennan county mud
If you're hoping he won't well of course then he must
Driving his truck
subito dalla mammina
Quando andate a dormire nel letto vostro
Da quando Mc Teschio ha agnenatato l' uomo nero
E ha preso il suo posto
Ad un occhio attento
BcTTUTE
OGGI HcN MILIONI / DI FcNs
SON DEMENZIcLI / Mc McI VOLGcRI
TI PORTcN NEL MONDO / NON CREcTO Dc LORO
Non sippo senza Wock e prom
Io non voglio thot
Warning shot dalla capote
Il cuore mi scoppia mentre tu mi guardi
Non faccio promo a nessuno
Solo
the picket fence
Envisioned a hot life, hot wife
Wanted a crib, well a palace like South Fork on Dallas
With lights simmer trees for the ambiance
I been up
più soldi nelle tasche ma mi trovi sempre qui.
Dalla zona per la zona dal mio quartiere alla citè,
Uso parole proibite accendimi il cuore come dinamite.
Cu cuuuuu
Ho provato bada bim bada bum nella mora
Nella buca la mia palla quando dico "bella Omar"
Ho beccato Barabin che lavora da McDonald's
Dietro
room, a baby in need
Of some Pampers and some food and place to sleep
That plus a black Cadillac on Ds
Is what keep him on track to be a great MC
inquinare le vibes for real
Non devo firmare il tuo deal
Per diventare una star for real
Oh, volo via dalla city life
Veloce come Steve McQueen
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