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moving You never saw your boy at parties I stayed low key Rye Lane Peckham Before the overpriced soy lattes Mystery meat doner kebab and chips Was my
Rye When you were just A twinkle in your parents eye Don't you know that Joni Mitchell never lied Put up a parking lot They paving over paradise We just
I could be a florist 'Round the corner from Rye Lane I'll be giving daisies to crazies But baby, I'll wrap you up real safe Oh, I can give you
Rings I rode down there on my night train All nyce white thang A lil sideways in the light rain Keep it in the right lane Creekin on some rye grain Way
seat at the table Im sticks and stones And flesh and bone Caught between Jesus and jones This bread and wine Then whiskey rye Torn between wrong
John, John You ain't need to say the X I popped and Oxy 5 With that Bullet 95 Rye Went from Nixon to Patek and I ain't lying Thinkin' bout where I
they stayed up all night I was only 18 in a fast lane With a shit eatin' grin on my face I'm talkin' back around myspace Oh yeah, them were the good ole
on rye? I got to do my thing and that's no lie Well ice is cold and fire is hot When it comes to competition we've got them locked You-N-I-T-E A little
and shit All on rye line and shit I'm crossing yo mind lil bitch You know ima shine I'm lit Mind on the money Can't take nothing from me That fake love
rye Tell me watchu wanna do Tell me watchu, Tell me watchu wanna do it’s all you baby (Baby) It’s all you baby, ohh It’s all you baby (Baby) It’s all
I'm a green fiend addict I cant even lie Probably caught up in bad habits till the day I die I've been grinding for this bread no I'm not talking rye
yay Rye is present (Yea) Don't gotta bae cuz time to precious baby (Baby) You blow up, that's maybe (Nah) Rye blow up that's definite (Check) Can't you
talking rye tho Speaking of rye dough I'm out for bread I'll be on my grind til I'm outta debt Step in my lane Ima left him for dead Off with his head Come
talking like burn Connect (to the same as it ever was) Respect the lane cause it never flood, it's well irrigated Looking for my vanity, it's there,
high-roller Well, I won't buy her soda unless it's Rock & Rye Cola (Faygo's cheaper) Buy you a bag of Fritos I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my
A county mazed by winding lanes Fields ever freshened by the rains And rivers serving her as veins Sussex Her rolling Downs by Beachy Head Where
I’m consistent as fuck Get out of my way You’re veering in my lane You wanna know my name? Well call me blunt as fuck I’m here to get paid And cause
Penny Lane, the pipers gone I saw the photogrpah Neither you nor I can tell what Heaven knows I told my best friend name, Mickey, girl We're
running my brain Switch up my lane cause im so fed up Take a look in my eyes I done had enough Now im numb to the core i cant give a fuck Hope the next one
The lonely heart said The passion is high, the sandwich is rye I bought a new bed Halfway down the lane Halfway down the lane There's a feeling On a Friday
Gold in my heart Gems in my brain Walking round stoned No stones in my chain If this my journey I'm in my lane I acknowledge my worries And I make
the Vegas Moving food, weed, e pills and Caucasian You in my lane Go do your thing Can't do the Back and Fourth Like bitchs All my opps Gonna miss it So load
Redcar Lane was the backdrop of my early days Two dog of cider, Borough Park Took me a while to find my place in Rye Hills School Until I sang
making no noise Know that I'm classy And Know that I'm poise In my own lane So you know I'm important Big body bitch And I love them hot boys Ride
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