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got elbowed with no elbow pads (Elbow pads) Right in the heart is where you hit me at (Hit you at) You didn't want me so I couldn't go back (Can't go
motion, I'm rolling, yeah And your bitch wearing elbow pads Sell her pussy over Melrose Ave I've been to hell and back trying to get attached to my
I'm a BMX rider A BMX rider A BMX rider Me and my BMX bike I've got pads on my elbows, pads on my knees Check my helmet and gloves if you please Watch
running and we're running we're running we're running away Put on the helmets Put on the elbow pads Carry it down the stairs yes We're gonna ride it down
flintstones Too hard too rock No elbow pads Throw it in the crowd Scream it loud When you see me ima show up out Show out like the show sold out No tickets
helmets I remember back in the 70's, ridin my banana-seat bike with skinned up knees, no gay little helmets or pink and green elbow pads men on bikes, men
elbow pads, green and gold navy blue, airplane ride, scotch and ice...
They try to cover you up with elbow pads But you still catch in electric wire Whatever it is that started the fire Aren't we just The luckiest kids
I’m here to tell you ‘bout the cr-crazy day I had Sk-skated doing backflips no knee or elbow pads The day I drew a robot then watched it come to life
shoulder But driving your car Swearing beautifully I imagine your body The tips of your elbows The pads of your feet Pampered completely I imagine
with the nickel, then the dime Then the twenty, spendin' up all my money Now I roll with an elbow With the pound in the pad smokin' up the indo You
a penny to my dime piece I feel like a rollie it's bout time piece I don't really know me But I gotta find peace Dust off the pen and pad Apply the elbow
on your dancing shoes Come on I'll show you the moves 1,2,3,4 Spread your fingers, wave your hands, make your elbows loose, clap for the band
the pimp, who's the mack Push em' back, we need some elbow room, we need some elbow room Don't sweat it Who's the playa, who's the pimp, who's the mack Push
I see you looking at my I see you I see you looking at my I see you lookin at my a I see you checkin out my I see you lookin at my Pads It's half
comes back and starts throwin' elbows? Man these children gone astray, and no daddies in the home So they turn to gun play, or they just turn gay Half-bit
the world against me But if I think about it I guess I got a lot of blessings Jumper from the elbow As the game clock ending Game all tied If I miss we get OT
wan' get on my elbow I got these rings on my finger Ugh I told that bitch I might bring her Yeah Back right to the pad and go kill her Yeah And then
to my ego for fuel Now everywhere I turn a dead end Hundred women coming at me waving pads and pens And they be screaming out (oh my lord) Did you
up by a bunch of g ass niggas And I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads nigga Eagle street where the real niggas hung Ima rep that shit till
get a pen and pad, nine lyrics gon' fly I'ma make the track cry, praising God in the sky When nine preachers preaching nine sermons, telling nine lies
coming after you Killa Kali the place where the kush grow all the heads know we hold the best endo north cali all the way to Diego slang elbows lay
schemes in a note pad, this premeditated You can love it or hate it, brodie I won't complain I'm just tryna play the game All these other niggas lame They
it says walrus on my dog tag Red gauze on my paw pads I’m like Rembrandt when I moonwalk Red, white, and blue sweatbands The most deadpan in New York
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