Lyrics:
I see myself in the pouring home I see the light come over known I see myself in the pouring rain I watch hope come over me Here we are now, going to the East side I pick up my friends and we start to ride Ride all night and we ride all day Some may come love and some may stay Here we are in the pouring home I watch the light man fallen comb I watch a light move across the screen I watch the light come over me Here we are now going to the West side Weapons in hand as we go for a ride Some may come love and some may stay Watching out for the sunny day, where There's love and darkness and my sidearm Hey élan élan Here we are now going to the North side I look at my friends as they start to ride Ride all night and we ride all day Looking out for the sunny day Here we are now going to the South side (To the South side) I pick up my friends and we hope we won't die (Hope we won't die) Ride at night, ride through Heaven and Hell (Heaven and Hell) Come back love and I feel so well (Feel so well)
I see myself in the pouring home I see the light come over known I see myself in the pouring rain I watch hope come over me Here we are now, going to the East side I pick up my friends and we start to ride Ride all night and we ride all day Some may come love and some may stay Here we are in the pouring home I watch the light man fallen comb I watch a light move across the screen I watch the light come over me Here we are now going to the West side Weapons in hand as we go for a ride Some may come love and some may stay Watching out for the sunny day, where There's love and darkness and my sidearm Hey élan élan Here we are now going to the North side I look at my friends as they start to ride Ride all night and we ride all day Looking out for the sunny day Here we are now going to the South side (To the South side) I pick up my friends and we hope we won't die (Hope we won't die) Ride at night, ride through Heaven and Hell (Heaven and Hell) Come back love and I feel so well (Feel so well)
I see myself in the pouring home I see the light come over known I see myself in the pouring rain I watch hope come over me Here we are now, going to the East side I pick up my friends and we start to ride Ride all night and we ride all day Some may come love and some may stay Here we are in the pouring home I watch the light man fallen comb I watch a light move across the screen I watch the light come over me Here we are now going to the West side Weapons in hand as we go for a ride Some may come love and some may stay Watching out for the sunny day, where There's love and darkness and my sidearm Hey élan élan Here we are now going to the North side I look at my friends as they start to ride Ride all night and we ride all day Looking out for the sunny day Here we are now going to the South side (To the South side) I pick up my friends and we hope we won't die (Hope we won't die) Ride at night, ride through Heaven and Hell (Heaven and Hell) Come back love and I feel so well (Feel so well)
Solo hay una cosa que puede matar a un Side-arm Esa cosa no es otro Side-arm... No... Esa cosa es un... Agujero negro...
Solo hay una cosa que puede matar a un Side-arm Esa cosa no es otro Side-arm... no... Esa cosa es un agujero negro
All my stray thoughts They are unarranged All my stray thoughts They are impure Give me sidearm compliments Give an autopsy of the event Such uneven principles Time and time and time again Spare me your contrarian thaw Beautiful nerves, send you wild Lost in a pile Of old shoes Of old news Of old blues A gallery of vivid dreams Torn and extreme No more shoes No more news No more shoes No more blues No more, no more, no more, no more No more more more more blues I was made for lovin' you, baby I want my alka-seltzer!
Hey I swear I never change If I'm with you in the sunshine, I'm with when it rains I'll never switch, I'm still the same Get caught up in the mix, I never snitch or give up game I'm no squealer Police be trying to pick the killers brain Not familiar, that's why some brothers go against the grain I'm La Familia, I'm hands on But that don't mean the name I'm tryna fill ya My hands strong, Iain't trying to take your chain I'm trying to kill ya Orangutan, you monkeys tryna Hang like you're gorillas I give you Wu-Tang slash gilla The object in the mirror, Mac Miller My method is the Illest slash Illa I'm trying to get the guap, cash scrilla But whitey only see a crack dealer Michael Jack thriller, this is not The Walking Dead Rapper think he's Chalky White He get the white chalk instead Meth Lab, killing everything that's in the way Until the son say The Meth Lab dudes don't play Had these dude thinkin' damn, when it rains, it pours News flash, Meth back, whole Staten with him Couldn't come to terms, how they playing with this rap Don't be understanding all the substance that it lacks Gorilla out the traps, bout to flip Ten years gone probably saw him in the flicks Red tails Belly, motherfucker, was the shit Rap coalition, meth lab, get 'em lit Yo it's crazy how these nigga's try and do it like we did it Careful if you copy end up money on your fitted Side line critics Hate the bully with the Wesson's I swear to god in heaven, don't get caught without your weapon Caught without your weapons, it get ugly in a second Sidearms hover like we bought 'em from The Jetson's Meth lab, vocab, kill 'em where they lay Got 'em sittin' sayin' The Meth Lab dudes don't play I'm used to the rain, I don't see the sun too much Nocturnal hustler grinding, holding them drugs too much Bench press my pen, on my fresh pad Just left the crack house, I'm headed to Meth's lab the tech jab Cowards in their face when they scheming I bet cash Frown up on their face leave 'em bleeding, who want's what?
Levi Chisum was a wrangler of the plains A weather beaten cowboy, you could see it in his face Running from the wreckage of a debt he's yet to pay Somewhere 'tween the sinner and the saint Hallelujah - wash away the dust Hallelujah - wash me in the blood Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust Purify this heart of precious dust Levi was a loner, never one to settle down Tumbleweed in his veins, he rolled from town to town Boot Hill's full of souls who pulled the trigger without aim He could hear them callin' his name Hallelujah - wash away the dust Hallelujah - wash me in the blood Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust Purify this heart of precious dust One day a great chubasco came, the terror of the sky The gunsmoke clouds he couldn't dodge, they'd come to hang him high The day of reckoning was here to send his soul to hell Somewhere in the distance... he could hear a mission bell Hallelujah - wash away the dust Hallelujah - wash me in the blood Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust Purify this heart of precious dust Thunder shook the ground as Levi swung the church door wide The padre saw the look of desperation in his eyes He pointed to the cross and said Someone has paid the cost "Son, you are forgiven", led him to a wooden trough Levi went down a sinner, came up a Son of God Hallelujah - wash away the dust Hallelujah - wash me in the blood Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust Purify this heart of precious dust
(Ma, Tony's back at it again) Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks See where they rest at and lay with their peeps Now you got the drop, know their daily routine So the second rule please leave the crime scene clean Third rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a time Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet So when the shootout you leave him six feet deep Eighth meet in a fast car with disguise Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes Ninth rule don't say shit cause po-po listen Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system And the tenth rule don't put a tag on a broken heart Just put a toe-tag on your mark And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend You better watch where you heading I don't like you, you don't like me It's not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend?
I feel like I'm Gohan I just went Ultimate yo bitch on both arms I tear up the kitty and send her back no harm He know not to try it I got me a sidearm I hop in that foreign cause I like how it transform Supercharger whining like its a newborn I got me a rich bitch her neck is a ice storm That bitch is a demon she just mixing two horns I feel like I'm Gohan I just went Ultimate yo bitch on both arms I tear up the kitty and send her back no harm He know not to try it I got me a sidearm I hop in that foreign cause I like how it transform Supercharger whining like it's a newborn I got me a rich bitch her neck is a ice storm That bitch is a demon she just missing two horns That bitch is the Devil Rockin' designer and leather She wanna fit in my schedule We making money together She play the game and she want my heart I told her I'm not a reseller I am not beefing with none of you niggas I'm Flacko not Soulja Boy Tell Em Long live my niggas I do this for Chez I do this for Vick I do it for Kayo You niggas don't know me I get me a drop I send me a blitz you better go lay low When I had that drank it was the Wock you sippin Tris you sippin yellow I had to get it and count me some digits I came off the bench like I'm Carmelo I feel like I'm Gohan I just went Ultimate yo bitch on both arms I tear up the kitty and send her back no harm He know not to try it I got me a sidearm I hop in that foreign cause I like how it transform Supercharger whining like it's a newborn I got me a rich bitch her neck is a ice storm That bitch is a demon she just missing two horns I feel like I'm Gohan I just went Ultimate yo bitch on both arms I tear up the kitty and send her back no harm He know not to try it I got me a sidearm I hope in that foreign cause I like how it transform Supercharger whining like it's a newborn I got me a rich bitch her neck is a ice storm That bitch is a demon she just missing two horns
Yuh Yeah, yeah Pull up in a black Challenger bitch, spinning again Nigga we can't be buddies, bitch you is not my friend Running up bands ain't lucky, do it nine times out of ten Keep a sidearm like Bucky, might throw a mag out the Benz My money guaranteed, your shit depend Better hop on Indeed 'cause riding on dick ain't payin' Your bitch she on her knees, eating that seed like land Ridin' 'round with two ho's like Nihao Kai Lan Ridin' 'round with INF, they like what's the plan Gun packed in a black car like Batman Ran off with a big bag like the trash man In the cut with a shank like Benn Beckman Choppa got a fuckin' kick like Michael Jackson My niggas live in the sky something like a Jetson Got your bitch in a penthouse like I'm Jessie Last month's check looking like a damn pension Pull up in a black Challenger bitch, spinning again Nigga we can't be buddies, bitch you is not my friend Running up bands ain't lucky, do it nine times out of ten Keep a sidearm like Bucky, might dump a mag out the Benz Uh, mag out the Benz Might throw a mag at your friends I might throw a half if you're lucky But the aim hittin' nine out of ten Yeah, I'm shootin' 'bout 90 percent Push the rate up like 50 percent And your bitch 'bout a ten out of ten 'Bout to pull up and fuck her again
Early minor japanese pitcher sidearm slow tic A wolfish mouth On a mouse-ish face lady from shanghai 3rd man Shot wild in the house of mirrors Vicodin itch bite your lip take it all in But it ain't sticking it ain't sticking it ain't sticking it ain't sticking Speed and grace traded tea lites for an irish womb Don't you get only what you ask for every time everytime Comeback comeback comeback come Make your make your make your motion Corn your crown your crown your crown your Crown your crown your golden ass Blackbirds in formation blown Like thumbtacks spilling across a marble sky The key slides like olive oil into the lock Into the lock Mean old sun baring down mothers milk Breathe in for me bloood orange in an amaretto pool Don't you get only what you ask for everytime
I see myself in the pouring home I see the light come over now I see myself in the pouring rain I watch hope come over me Here we are now, going to the east side I pick up my friends and we start to ride Ride all night and we ride all day Some may come and some may stay Here we are in the pouring home I watch the light man fall and comb I watch a light move across the screen I watch the light come over me Herе we are now, going to the wеst side Weapons in hand as we go for a ride Some may come and some may stay Watching out for a sunny day Where there's Love and darkness and my sidearm Hail on and on Here we are now, going to the north side I look at my friends as they start to ride Ride all night and we ride all day Looking out for the sunny day Here we are now, going to the south side (To the south side) I pick up my friends and we hope we won't die (Hope we won't die) Ride at night, ride through heaven and hell (Heaven and hell) Come back alone, then I feel so well Feel so well feel so well Feel well
I hustle every day with the Caine and the plastic Concealed in my pocket so I Don’t wet the product Come short and you don’t get the product Come in ya homie place Come to collect the product Niggas respect the Carter Yeah, or niggas put Tecs to mama Yeah, you stand next to mama I put holes in ya mama You’ll die by her, you was close to your mama Niggas sleeping on war in ya smoking pajamas Not the one in Iraq, prick, watch ya back I pop one and fall back, then watch ya act Like a bitch, when ya bitch See ya shit crack, bitch, i Pitch shit where you live at, bitch, I Bang the 9, sidearm, die calm, bitches Roll the dice under, all night, water, fishes Every day, Weezy F is a gangsta, yeah!
Did you know That the right won? Another fool You're the sidearm And it's enough That you broadcast You got the touch This is the last one This is the last one Did you find What you wanted?
(Holy shit!) Sidearm on me leave gun smoke (Bop!) Cut my wrists and I'm cutthroat I'ma ball hard, get the triple double Shawty on me, grab my belt buckle 'Cause it's a slut's world Rainy clouds all the time in my dark world I got shooters on my side like the cartel Would you stay by if I told you how I feel?
(Ma, Tony's back at it again) [Tony Yayo] Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks See where they rest at and lay with their peeps Now you got the drop, know their daily routine So the second rule please leave the crime scene clean Third rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a time Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet So when the shootout you leave him six feet deep Eighth meet in a fast car with disguise Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes Ninth rule don't say shit cause po-po listen Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system And the tenth rule don't put a tag on a broken heart Just put a toe-tag on your mark And rule number 11, you pulled a body but you not a legend You better watch where you heading [Chorus] I don't like you, you don't like me It's not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend?
[Rapping] How many niggas hold they heat like Rule? Sidearm, barrel ta mouth ta blow ya head out through tha south, An' let 'Lil J get ta airin' ya out. An' if there's any change left I toss ya on down ta tha west, An' let (westside!!)
Finna go and take yo loot You aint finna do shit Nigga thats the truth Sidearms on that twin shit Cause' they come in two Potion in my mix bih Thats my favorite juice Better hope this aint no switch kid Put you on the news Feel just like an astronaut Cause' i touched the moon What you really saying though?
Let they teach you Mother ganked you Gamble to the smackdown They disposed on a nun to the side Ace guard rollin' Mommy hip betide If a lover can't fuck I make it bang Load a bad buck try Every game that you see let down All this game let you see them die And when a deer mek at peace they fire Me never panty off from my thigh So Liili thought mom They'll crowd mom They came to love your experience outbound And it's the right plan But I can help you The alcohol's the one The dove sidearm I kicked seats here I said hi to slum Be evinced by a kid who said they got dope But you're in massive Yeah, I play So go along with suss too He's a pastor in the prestos I can break it by soap I'll cold choke, all we know Our naga ain't a price, yo Hey, so sire has to go I'm no cold cubby cash app I'm like shortcoming in the spiel Deeper I dated, fun ain't shared Standin' on the sound with the egg Can't see her Evil swole like batshit to see his act So Liili thought mom They'll crowd mom They came to love your experience outbound And it's the right plan But I can help you The alcohol's the one The dove sidearm Oh gee, I'm better Either way, we don't care In a day, we're moving on We're gone, we're gone We're gone, we're moving on Before the song, we're moving on Good day, no hay Be rich, feared, and hard
The girl with the strong arm has saved world cinema Saved it from itself I like to think The girl with the strong arm restores old paintings Including one she found under the sink The girl with the strong arm killed an innocent bystander That leaves you with a mental picture The girl with the strong arm drank straight whiskey But I understand that she will still quotes scriptures All poor gardeners pooled their resources During the week long festival Kneeling down to think about the future Racing you would be quite dull After many years of exodus The hatchery fish run in rich rivers I'm afraid the memories regarding Nixon Are a little scary The girl with the strong arm threatens the Quakers They all say she's mad you know The girl with the strong arm has an abrasive accent She uses words like Eskimo The girl with the strong arm stands beside a woman Whose many parts add up to one The girl with the strong arm makes political commentary And yet I feel that it's all in fun In your nightmares rub around Those gay white males line up at church Drink their coffee pretend to be a cowboy Set aside an hour to search Pulling up leaves like little Russian problems Is now the tasty thing to do The unattractive [Incomprehensible] cloying sweetness is you The most popular sidearm with Canadian woodsmen Is the blue steel woodchuck gun Manufactured in Atlanta, Georgia By the firm of Youse and Son I find no fault with the two young lovers Who dine all night on the candied eels Then dance till dawn to a big band music And the sound of baboon squeals All last night I stared at jelly Till I knew love was all around Traveling through O'Hare airport Dressed like a circus clown The girl with the strong arm has started licking batteries And that's kinda strange even for her The girl with the strong arm would like to be a banker But I don't think she's really sure Using strings just to pull things over Really keeps the party going I'm not sure but the history of Denmark Maybe the only thing worth knowing Has it ever dawned on you That car accidents just might be art And all those kids in the foster care Just don't think you're very smart Down by the gunner on mother's day In a state of perpetual bliss Stands the man with the lisp
If you change on me ima make you regret it Gotta eagle on me I aint from Philly Nobody wanna die young I aint convinced But gotta keep a sidearm Drew Brees in the pocket wit a nina Foreign bitch I ont know her lingo Hit 5 in a row like bingo These niggas These Bitches Pathetic
I thought the future would be cooler Crowdsourced cults, all lit up on LED: Next thing you know, you're sipping on a battery Infinitely scroll through a SWAT team on the sidewalk Serving death by remote control and unrestricted sidearms I thought the future would be cooler I thought the brave world would be newer Loving comes easy (Nothing new) But liking it ain't free.
Put my fist through the wall Dark sith, fuck ‘em all Line of scrimmage, run the ball To the finish, standing tall I am raw, you come at me sideways I’m pulling my sidearm Then pow, don’t give a fuck if you like me or not Apply any pressure, I’m likely to pop bitch Adding your name to the top of my list Don’t try to play you were talking that shit I’m a man if I’m nothing, not walking away Your man is a pussy, he gotta be gay Hey, I got something to say Spit from the heart, I got nothing to gain Keep moving momentum, I bust through the frame If you fucking with me leave you stuck in the flames Hyper, Go Hyper Hyper, Hyper, Go Hyper Hyper, Hyper, Hyper, Hyper Hyper, Hyper, Go Hyper Hyper, Hyper, Hyper, Hyper Hyper, Hyper, Go Hyper Hyper, Hyper, Hyper, Hyper Hyper, Hyper, Go Hyper
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