Lyrics:
bait
When I find it, must be fate
I’m going to find it, search the place
I’m going to stash it wit no trace
Searching for cannoli bait
When I find it,
it
[Chorus: LL, Erick]
DO - get this bread, use ya infrared
RE - fuck the industry, it's all about
MI - you ain't goin - FA
L said it - SO,
cause they too green
I be posted with that Glock, Infrared Beam
I'ma start a riot, I'ma cause a scene
You know I ain't friendly, All my ice mean
I can't
As we search for black people and white people
Seeking the world of the four horsemen facing
John, henry, the robot, dr. smith, and will Robinson
As we search for black people and white people
Seeking the world of the four horsemen facing
John, henry, the robot, dr. smith, and will Robinson
her)
Painted lady passing by
(Like arrive derchi)
She looks into your eyes
(Like you wanna search me)
Are you more than just divine?
(Like you’re
Invisible to the rest
Can see u in infrared
Don't know what to say nomore
Baby I ain't playing games no more
Baby yunno what I like yunno I like it
stash
We good to go, like a don, and go hear some album tracks
[Chorus: Wyclef Jean (Elephant Man) {Assassin}]
Search search search but they can't
If I could have my wasted days back
Would I use them to get back on track?
Stop to warm at Karma's burning
Or look ahead, but keep on turning?
Do
post-process feeds of information
Infrared can't be seen in the spectrum
The bandwidth of a Niagara, Victoria
Just got back from Planet Euphoria
I learned
If I could have my wasted days back
Would I use them to get back on track?
Stop to warm at Karma's burning
Or look ahead, but keep on turning?
Do
search
I been grinding to the cash
Broski got me on the track
When we pull up in a Benz
Dem n***** don't know what it is
Everything I do b**** I do it for
Yup yup it's Quad-b
Uh take this
Uh take that
Punchlines hit the track put damage ta rap
Okay uh take this
Uh take that
Punchlines hit the track put
me, keep going, luv
me o holy deep throat
search me, lit up,
lucky 뒤뜰 oh we up
tracks me, keep going, luv
me o holy deep throat
search me, lit up,
lucky
tolgo internet
Via Mercato, già sai la strada
Vedo con gli infrared
Non vengo dal Barrio, non vedo trenches
Come dici te
Non sarò pretty, ma sono trendy
Yeah, yeah
Take a deep breath, I'll eye you down with a dot
Infrared long beam on the G-Lock
Crash out the party, your bitch knows how to rock
She
spotted infra-red dotted head red targets
Yo, we smoke blunts, throw weight, bust shots
Attend wakes baby make, pay rent stay bent
Drink Red Label duck
I try to balance daily life with this musical plight
But my obsessive mind makes it too tricky to fight
I sit in the booth, lose track of the time
As sure as this, Earth is turning souls burning
in search of higher learning turning in every direction seeking direction
My moms crying cause her insides
Never found it Never found it
Say I never found it
I'm Lost wit only pain around me
Niggas say they love me doubt it
Tryna search for real around me
with a slight lean from the weight of my heat
Givin' a green to shine infra-red beam
At the street traffic light recorders
Takin pictures of our
with a slight lean from the weight of my heat
Givin' a green to shine infra-red beam
At the street traffic light recorders
Takin pictures of our
AR-15, cooling system makes the shell case muffled
Scope, infrared, run you're still dead
Hit your calf, hit your ass, hit ya back, then your head
AR-15, cooling system makes the shell case muffled
Scope, infrared, run you're still dead
Hit your calf, hit your ass, hit ya back, then your head
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