Lyrics:
right off the deep end
Now I'm havin' federal nightmares
I'm havin' federal nightmares
Havin' federal nightmares
I'm havin' federal nightmares
It was the spring, '73
I had busted up my knee
And I couldn't play competitively
Came to teach and you were there
With that flyaway hair
At first
anymore that I can do
All the reasons that you give
I follow you
So when you lead them in, that'll be the end of time it's true
Wouldn't be the first
all she's got to love since Daddy's gone.
Now I'm forty miles away and I'm still wonderin'
Why I ever told her I was doing well
When I first went wrong
The road, a yellow line unfolds
Jagged then corrodes, Pomona first of all
Machines they rush in a trance
Engines of despair
The taste of desert
five minutes in walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read in the first degree
I hollered lordy lordy have mercy on me
Adaptation inevitable, gun violence, crack spot
Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
Anthony was the oldest of seven
Well respected, calm
Pomona
In the first year
20 dollars in her pocket
Start a label
From her bedroom
Now a couple thousand watching
Interviews in leather couches
First time that I saw you
Standing across the room
Didn't know what to do
Baby you were so cool
You looked like
An Angel
From afar
Perfect pomona
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
For better or worse I still will choose you first (for better or worse)
I just logged off the internet, 'cause niggas be fake
The law they swore they'd get him, but the devil got him first
On the first of April, 1954
The federal man sent word, he better make his run no more
He
The law they swore they'd get him, but the devil got him first
On the first of April, 1954
The federal man sent word, he better make his run no more
He
Japanese bike
But selling acid was a bad idea
And selling it to a cop was a worse one
And a new law said that seventeen year old's could do federal time
that hearse
Ever since that day, it's been hell on earth
Gotta get the money first
Playin' gang, get put on a shirt
But they can't keep it street,
is it to do
When the whole world constantly hatin' on you?
Pussy niggas hold their nuts, masturbatin' on you
Meanwhile the fuckin' federal baitin'
case right now
Them niggas watch all my Snaps, all my pages
Them niggas know everything, real shit
The Federal Bureau of Investigation in Buffalo
me a seh, still, you know why? (Why?)
Hey, a your style
Becah you nuh wear frauds, yuh original
Latest come from abroad through Federal
Express
and seven bucks a week
The best rations in the army and a rifle we could keep
When I first laid eyes on the general I knew he was a fightin' man
He was
of a day
I pray for all my niggas with a federal case
Okay, Southside I gotta own this
Snakeskin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head
all my niggas with a federal case
Okay, Southside I gotta own this
Snakeskin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino
I'm riding
of a day
I pray for all my niggas with a federal case
Okay, Southside I gotta own this
Snakeskin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head
Good evening, and thanks for joining us
We begin with a class action lawsuit the federal government is fighting right now
More than 100 First Nations
federal, I plan shit
While you hand picked motherfuckers givin up transcripts
Look at these Niggas With Attitudes (Hello)
I started this gangsta shit
everybody get on the ground RIGHT NOW
Yeah, this is not your money this is insured by the Federal Government
So this is not your money, don't move
Don't be
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