Lyrics:
in the wall
I drove Long Beach, California with three cracked vertebrae
And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana in May
Well the Brickyard's there
in the wall
I drove Long Beach, California with three cracked vertebrae
And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana in May
Well the Brickyard's there
where you from?
I'm from that Indianapolis, hoe
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from Milwaukee, bitch
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm deep in
in the wall
I drove Long Beach, California with three cracked vertebrae
And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana in May
Well the Brickyard's there
And now, Wakko Warner with the fifty US states and their capitals
Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Indianapolis, Indiana
And Columbus is the capital
in the wall
I drove Long Beach, California with three cracked vertebrae
And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana in May
Well the Brickyard's there
with this gangsta shit
Whassup Atlanta, Mississippi, whassup Chicago
Kentucky, Omaha, Alabama, Indianapolis, Cincinnati, New Orleans
Kansas, Lafayette,
City, Utah and then
Trenton, New Jersey
We got
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
Indianapolis, Indiana
Montgomery, Alabama
Lansing, Michigan and
Helena, Montana
Springfield, Illinois,
Indianapolis, Indiana,
Des Moines, Iowa,
And Frankfort, Kentucky,
Topeka, Kansas,
Baton Rouge, Louisiana,
Augusta, Maine,
Annapolis,
Ladies and gentlemen
From Indianapolis, Indiana introducing
Robin's Merry Band of Thieves Choir
Throwing a little flavor on the track for you today
(Itt jön a nóta!)
Baton Rouge, Louisiana,
Indianapolis, Indiana
és Columbus, első város ott az Ohio.
Ez Montgomery, Alabama,
erre
them games
Ima be in chains, if you touch my chains,
These niggas be lame, I keep that thang
Nigga, this Indianapolis, most these niggas strange
Nigga,
giustizia
quello che ha costretto a aiutarti flebo e siringa
dall india alla indiana l Indianapolis, una gara
caccio flow dopo flow come Joe ,qua e il
what I saw
Going back to Dover, Delaware, 'cause I want more
Indianapolis, Indiana, and Hartford, Connecticut, need an encore
Smelling pine trees in
Between truth or consequences and Indianapolis
On second thought I don’t think that I’m ready for this
I hope you understand, Indiana
if ghosts have such
come over despite the Rona
Met her in Miami straight from Indiana
She's a holiday modern day Dirty Diana baby
Yeah, she's a holiday modern day Dirty
on the alliance
It's Naptown, Indiana, said I went and got it tatted on me
More than a few times, but they still up sleep napping on me
All I see is Zs, all I see
from
I'm from that Gary Indiana
Who gives a fuck where you from
I'm from that Indianapolis Hoe
Who gives a fuck where you from
I'm from that Milwalkee
And now Wacko Warner with the fifty US States and their Capitals,
Baton Rouge Louisianna, Indianapolis Indiana,
and Columbus is the capital
barely touched the floorboard
Never knew God would use us to even up the Scoreboard
They gave me history, from Indiana to Santa Ana
And everywhere in
Heres the names of all our states
And their capitals sang loud
Welcome to Illinois
Springfield is the place to see
If you visit Indiana
Wersy w zeszycie, a myśli, że jej oddaję hołd
Czasem miewam różne stany jak Indianapolis
Poszukuję arki jestem jak Indiana Polish
Od pół roku nie
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