Lyrics:
get high as Styles P in 02 cuzzo what's your move
Bust a move I'm ready to bust back til you can't move
Mikey that's for U2 this Bono do pro bono
Change
of New Mexico
I can't explain why I should know the very trail he rode back to El Paso
Can it be that man can disappear from life and live another time
From thirty thousand feet above
The desert floor, I see it there below
A city with a legend
The west Texas city of El Paso
Where long ago I heard
speak
I fly her out star spangled in Montreal
(Pierre Trudeau Speech)
I come from a city where you get merked if you wear wrong colour shoes on wrong part
should get what they are owed
So he allied with Pancho Villa
To bring freedom to the land
From Mexico City down to the Yucatan
La tierra y libertad
surround me
I had a run in with homeland security off by the border right there next to Mexico
ain't get to make it home calls from the federal
Missed my
impala we drive by some chevy impalas
riders we fighters with nine lives an live nines
hit 'em in the body with a gun shot wound shot fo sho shot
took my
From thirty thousand feet above
The desert floor, I see it there below
A city with a legend
The west Texas city of El Paso
Where long ago I heard
Francisco Bay
Does New York City, never sleep
Is the water warm in Miami
How tall, are the mountains in Colorado
I live on right by
The interstate,
blacktop highways
When I'm on the road in Texas, seems I'm never far from home
Well, I've never been to London
Never seen the Eiffel Tower or Gibraltar by
My daddy was a preacher man,
He said what was on his mind
From state to state and town to town
Saving one soul at a time
By his side I rode along
die at 25 then live like a hoe
from sunset to sunrise it's the same show
can live and die in ya city by some niggas you know
[tra-tra]
transplant
(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
getting racks from the iTunes
Bout to catch a vibe by myself on a late night
Hustle for the bag still tryna get the pay right
Can't nobody really match up
of the street of by life
From the pint of TIJUANA under the command of suicide
Remember that in the carnal life
If you have chanse not
plan, don't stray from it
Since no clues were left the FBI got a "Who Dun It?"
It was 9:30 AM when the bomb exploded
Many lives were lost, the media
mistakes
But that's the breaks the highs and lows
Of the industry
D.I.T.C. and X to the Z
Bringin' it live
Get it crackin' to the third degree
Still Lex knows
Gasoline jumper on with the most fly livest Gortex made in Mexico
Bricks Fifteen Five
Celine Dion ties
Two Thousand dollar bubble
tint, nigga riding Nigerian
All white paint, we gon' call it Siberian
Loud pack on him, he ain't no librarian
Up from Mexico City, that's that Norcross
there from buffalo
But that's nothing
The trico plant moved to mexico
Left my uncle standing out in the cold
Said here's your last paycheck
Have
York, New York
City that never shuts up
In the daylight everything is so gory
You can hear snatches of stranger's sorry stories
And I moved there from
Personal insight, I don't need any pride
Packed my suitcase and booked my flight
Portfolio of properties provide the cashflow to live a rich life
back I gotta show 'em who they keeping out
I figured out who would resent the man that come around (Around)
I'm from a city where fake niggas can not
Nebraska,
Carson City, Nevada,
Concord, New Hampshire,
Trenton, New Jersey,
Santa Fe, New Mexico, A
nd Albany, New York,
Raleigh, North Carolina,
Discuss these discothque live from mexico city by u2 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In