Lyrics:
Timbaland out of VA
In a quest to redeem his title (nah, we gonna blow this up)
And bring North Carolina and Virginia to the front of the line (ayo)
(Yo,
Timbaland out of VA
In a quest to redeem his title (nah, we gonna blow this up)
And bring North Carolina and Virginia to the front of the line (ayo)
(Yo,
Rough translation:
Blessed is the land of Nso in the North-West of Cameroon
We are proud to be blessed in Africa with a good climate
in our land
Schools, take 8.
DIRECTOR: Action!
NARRATOR: Defeat at the castle seems to have utterly disheartened
King Arthur. The ferocity of the French taunting took
Christ Be With Me
Chorus: In a dark valley.
Christ be with me.
Trouble comes near me.
Christ be with me.
Tank feeling empty.
Christ be
(?)
We got the now 609
661 and 409 on the valley grind
We got the 405 West Bay
707 North Bay 408 South Bay
But its all Norte
The (?) of east bay 925
saint, American saint
Now I'm north of Waxahachie
I'm wondering where I go from here
The Baptists say that if I don't change
I won't see next year
on south mountain, skiing in the north
We're phanatic fans of our high school sports
What do ya say when you're away
Yo kid, where you from, Lehigh Valley PA
I remember when I first drove with my dad up to Grass Valley
Four hours north of San Francisco, just outside Nevada City
The road winding through
a twenty piece, brought it back to north Memphis charged twenty two a piece,
Now I'm in the kitchen with a beacon and a blender,
Low key in a rental,
for arrogance
Equivalent to white boys shooting up schools
And Americans not calling them terrorists
So, I flippantly willingly blasted
Myself
to the North
You know the west is the best coast
We got the best beats, we bump the best hoes
Living life way too fast
Start snitching and you might not last
a twenty piece, brought it back to north Memphis charged twenty two a piece,
Now I'm in the kitchen with a beacon and a blender,
Low key in a rental,
search for things to destroy you
Save us Chuck, save us "John the Baptist of our times"
Give me your prophetic messages 'bout humanity and its crimes
Zone 6 (yeah)
Mountain Park, yeah, the red brick and the blue brick
From Sun Valley (huh?) to Leila Valley
Was selling bags by the pound like it's
a twenty piece, brought it back to north Memphis charged twenty two a piece,
Now I'm in the kitchen with a beacon and a blender,
Low key in a rental,
too
I'd like to explain what has happened to me
So it doesn't happen to you
I was born in Los Angeles
Many, many, many years ago
We lived out in North
layin,
got a twenty piece, brought it back to NORTH MEMPHIS
charged twenty two a piece,
now I'm in da kitchen with a beacon and a blender,
low key in
Of the natural world
And school buildings tall structures
Of glass, steel
Brick and mortar raised on stilts of a
Hard clear substance limbs of trees reaching
Out
I grew up in North Aurora
Much time spent in Aurora
I threw up from Boca
I’m spent after I hold up these golf clubs
ACC, the club, not the school
If
Puffin' on Cali, prolly out in the valley
Sippin' on something drowsey
Bitches twerkin' like Miley
Twerk, twerk for a real nigga sellin' work
Promise I
scenes
Bodies seen em wet
In the valley of riches
Holy silhouette
On the ground
They hung em on trees
Never deal with that
Still was chilling by Asante
my dead homies were my enemies
As soon as we are born, we come with a disease
And to cure this virus people tried different things
Some tried school
I got good grades
Rode my bike everyday
Through the valley just north of LA
Used to have a job
Used to get paid
Used to do an open mic every Sunday
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