Lyrics:
yeah)
I pick through the family, grab the bad sister like Janet
Opps outside, don't panic
Got a switch, gotta change up transit
Still jumpin' 'round
on a transit line
I put you on hold but you sure look fine
First I got a hot dog in a nightmare zone
Then I vandalize a cheap payphone
Cryin' to the girls
livin' in a war zone?
They left his body swangin' down in Piedmont
At a Klan rally the day before, but that ain't mean nothing
But they say "it's
the formula of flows
Pole start like I really qualified
Rally it like I got my own creator currency
Rhythmic rhymes
Spiced chicks put 'em in a greater curry sea
Okay no flex zone (ah !)
No flex zone!
라이트 형제 우린 하루종일 surfin' woo!
라이트형제 WE GO 헬륨 태워 날아 HYPED
라이트형제 TRANSIT 없이 날아 LEAPIN' HIGH
TRAPPIN' 하고 채워버려
[E-40]
Elite alloy candy coated custom paint
Verizon wireless phone
Jacob watch with interchangeable bands and five time zones
Tryin to holla
zone like a Corleone
No more fuckin' with that homegrown
Hit the shit we on
The rolleo's and the baguettes
You still fuckin' with them faggots
Yeah
Meth Lab 3
Let's go
Uh, pick my city up from the giddy up
New Yitty, yup, just like the Metro Transit, my city bust
Heat him up, since
making, money by the pound
Rally around the flag, it's about to go down
Once again I'm off the grid, I'm out the game, I'm through the zone
I'm in
around
I'm sick of sneaking around
I'm sick of sneaking around
Do me the honor of holding my hand on the plane
Take me on public transit
Express
transit
Yoyo walk in the zone
Kingdom come reminiscing this path
Love love instill in my soul
Heights of this journey remain untold
Walk in light and feel
some day
With all good intention I would probably run away
Clutching the short straw
At that time of the night
When questions rally in an open
Watch me get in my zone, get in my zone
Watch me get in my zone, get in my zone
Watch me get in my zone, get in my zone
Watch me get in my zone, get
zone like a Corleone
No more fuckin' with that homegrown
Hit the shit we on
The rolleo's and the baguettes
You still fuckin' with them faggots
WALLS SO TALL
Long throw, short stop
Hard gloves soft
Lead off and take a shot
Before the ball's caught
Rally like a switch
Slap hit, quick bitch, first
Engine engine number 9 on the NY transit line
If you want that flavor back
Lyte it up, Lyte it up, Lyte it up
Who am I? L Y T E how fly? Oh I'm real jiggy
Aspirant hobby rap we rolling Amtrak's
Greyhound sitting back hip hop bussing facts
Sky with what I write dropping fly airlines
Grid lock the zone
of transit
Strained relationships
If you're scared I'll be there
Inbound back count that
You said you're not for show
You fit form to be held close
You
coulda cabbed man coulda went Croydon tramed it
Zone one to zone six manna taking trips on public transit
Zone one to Zone six on all of the tfl lines I
livin' in a war zone?
They left his body swangin' down in Piedmont
At a Klan rally the day before, but that ain't mean nothing
What they say,
To stop dividing the seed
Saw Pastor at the rally
He say we stronger together
Went from two to sixty churches
And we still need shelter
Revivals with
this slanted eyed bitch for granted
I couldn't understand it
The ass broke out like mass transit
I was wit' it 'cause she
Was with the Freaky Deaky
living in my dreams
My own legend
No doubt. Beyond this zone of terror
I'll find all the answers
No doubt. The try to stop me
But I'll fight. Cause
Kill the cash, money team, make it up
Rally nation, y'all can look me up, Rally monster
Stop, hand it down, bleedin' man
Ownin' the function, hunnid
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