Lyrics:
that summer
Two kids from Kansas on a yellow brick road
Watchin' the world through a magic window
There wasn't anyplace they couldn't go
That hope,
leverage
Mountain side steep climbing know i'm one step from heaven, look
I'm that kid, Kansas City M.O. from the burbs
Ain't heard that I don't preach so
People jeffin' my checks be nice sums
By the way the way that I talk you can guess where I'm from
Kansas City, yeah! Kansas City, yeah!
Kansas
I see by the papers that
He came from the old religion but possessed no magic skill
Descending from machinery, he left nothing from his will
fuckin Kansas, Lawrence fuckin Kansas
LFK (LFK), LFK (LFK)
Lawrence fuckin Kansas, Lawrence fuckin Kansas
LFK (LFK), LFK (LFK)
Lawrence fuckin Kansas
Everybody wanna know if I'm really, really bout, that Life
Yeah, I am
Because I came from here
I'm from Kansas City and I got the gear
That I need to be
Then they spent a little while
Letting their hearts learn to smile
Doing things that lovers always do
He said "How many kids?" She said "A few"
taking my final bow
Kansas City
Only you can save me now
When I left home we were barely 17
Two heartland kids chasing the American dream
Remember meeting
think we can't do no one harm where we from
Gorillas and killers and thugs from abyss
Tech N9ne making 'em breathe like what like this
Kansas City (fade)
City
KC here I come
I'm going to, Kansas City
KC here I come
All my haters I don't really ever see 'em
Remember when they thought that I would never beat
(T)he town of Holcomb Kansas
Stands on a lonesome plain
Farmin’ there’s a hard row to hoe
Hardly ever rains
The good people who live there
By
me not in 'Lo it's a problem
'Less it's a Champion suit, then I'm trappin'
(?) got all this 'Lo all from rappin'?
Used to have a nigga that was down
Kansas
Fuck niggas call you yo brother
Just to slide on yo bitch
An try to put on a front
Like you owe them shit
You can ride for yo click
But that's moe
Kansas
Fuck niggas call you yo brother
Just to slide on yo bitch
An try to put on a front
Like you owe them shit
You can ride for yo click
But that's moe
necromancer
I'm the wizard Ozzy Oz like it's Kansas
I am not a pop rapper understand bitch
I am Maury Povich yall my damn kids
I am not a instaclown with
wed in Kansas
There's a true-blue gal who promised she would wait,
She's a sunflower from the Sunflower State.
She's a sunflower, she's my sunflower,
and take
These 10 bricks to Kansas
My stash done got so big that
I can't rubber band it
My plug speakin' Spanish
I can't understand it
So stop the track my
To make you blue
But yesterday I
Got this letter
From a boy I loved
Before I ever knew you,
Before I even knew you
And the train from Kansas City
To make you blue
But yesterday I
Got this letter
From a boy I loved
Before I ever knew you,
Before I even knew you
And the train from Kansas City
of the best
Motherfucker can you buy that?
We recognize you wanna be the best rapper in Kansas City
That's small time
That's why yo shit will never be in
My name is Paddy O´Hanlon
and I was born and bred
In the plains and the hills of Kansas
where I was raised in a rotten shed
And my daddy fled from
Niggas tryna act like Kanye
Ain't from there
Niggas tryna act like
U can't make it from
Anywhere
With hard work you can't compare
Kansas is the new
what you're looking for
We're not in Kansas anymore
Yesterday I gave the bar stool way more time than the counselor's chair
And that rear-view fight we
the city
I fucked that bitch from the back while I'm grabbing on her titty
The way I'm making plays you'd thought I play for Kansas City
Vv stones up
.jpg/300px-Count_Basie_(1955_Kriegsmann_portrait_-_square_crop).jpg "Count Basie & the Kansas City Three")
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