Search results for 'Southern Lakes Parks Recreation'

Utah’s canyon walls
Then to Oregon and Crater Lake and Multnomah Falls
 
From Glacier Park to Yellowstone and all points in between
And even in New England

Return of mack 
In my tape deck be playing 

Out on the lake 
With some hoochies just laying 

I don't know about you
But home I ain't staying 

I been

Southern Gangsta

Ludacris

Theater of the Mind

2008

[Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta"

We posted up in the park, everybody outside
Feeling good, looking fly
Come on out to KY,
We got thick Thoroughbreds
Black, white, yellow, red
Bone

1Train

Big K.R.I.T.

Long.Live.A$AP

2013

white rappers
Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper,
Fuck it painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch diggin'
Burger flippin', eat, sleep,

on the Swanee shore
If you care to place wager
Then I'll gladly bet the major
Towns would die for our landmarks
Like lakes and parks
Like snakes and sharks

throwing bait
That's right, I chugalug, while chuggin' my bug on the lake
I keep a bubba jug close in case the game warden shows his face
That is if there

Southern comfort at meadow park, High School Partys at Greenspot
We had bong fires and amplifiers, playing our favorite rock stars
Our thumbs were out when

hater burn

Yo, I was in the park
Spray painting on the platform
Patent leather top ten, Space Invader hats on
Eighty something
I've been a threat for

Too many thoughts 
A lot of em dark
Just walking through the park
As I jot through em all
I wanna kill the mf that killed my uncle
Scott la Rock
I'm

Stamp (Homebwoi):
ch Homebwoi
Verse One (Killer Mike):
Back to Techwood, Perry Homes, Thomasville, Mechanicsville. Forever hollah East Lake, Boat

the sun
Let's runaway, Cecilia's Nightclub

Southern comfort lake out west
Fuji film laying on deck
And I knew you when you were just a recluse
Chasing life

burns right
At the stop light, kat on the side thinkin his hood right,
So when the light change, we hog the street lanes go 
There’s nothing like Southern