Lyrics:
of the bayou
(Get some bombs)
Heels, stay in your state, it's a new south trap
What, what is the bait? Ya silly aqua-cat
War, college exam, you know I learned
own,
In the war college's fire, I've grown.
(Pre-Chorus)
But in the midst of battles fierce and wild,
A connection forms, it's undefiled.
A bond that's
Wesson
Pullin me weapon embracin me Lorrrd
Feel the spirtual ressurection through my porrres
When the souls of the Outlaws at war
No College
Der Weg zu den VVS, er war auch steil (VVS)
Ihr wart nicht mittendrin, nicht mal dabei (no)
Ich war nie im College, ich war nur am Block (Block)
choice was war
or college he was poor, not dumb
He was the body count, every afternoon at four
He was the body count, from the Vietnam war.
you sitting trying to reach your dreams for yah little daughter
Cause you never graduated from the war of college
But it never meant that you don't
all day and all night in a store
But I need money so I grind for a cause
I swear I feel like I've been fighting a war
Juggling music, college, fam
teilen
Fahr vor deine Uni, box' dich Lockenkopf
Bullen kommen und Studenten beschreiben mich als wär' ich ein College-Block
Damals war ich jemand, der
A mother and her baby and the college of war
In the concrete graves
You never want to fight against the river law
Nobody rules the waves
Yeah,
war to kill a college man like me
I'm too tired to drive anywhere, anyway right now
Do you care if I stay?
You can put on your bathing suits
and her baby and the college of war
In the concrete graves
You never wanna fight against the river law
Nobody rules the waves
Yeah and on a night when
mir, seit wann spielt Geld 'ne Rolle?
Ich flog schon früh vom College, war zu verliebt in die Rolex
Tick, tack machte nur die Uhr in meinem Klassenraum
warst nur am Clown-College
So viel Frauen in meinem Haus
Du denkst es wär ein Frauen-College
Doch das ist es nicht
Diese Bitch die da am strippen ist
Ich
rappen, ich
War auf dem College, b
If you don't acknowledge me
You owe me an apology
Ich hab einen neuen Track out mit Sierra Kidd
Heat Wave, doin' numbers
Fuß als wär ich Nelly
College Jacke New York Yankees, ich fick auf Fred Perry
Ah‘
Keine Ratte doch fühle mich wie Sensei Splinter
Meine Songs werden
was a bone
College Park it’s a war zone
Get ya door blown
Spray this ruger wit da drum on it now ya boy gone
I ain't livin in Miami but play wit
a bum, Willy
But in he has to come, Willy
T'wards in reach
Some went to college
Some went to war
Some came back crazy
Some where crazy before
break me, now I'm actin for em
A dollar's so important that they got us fucking for it
Might just go to war to get my college paid for
What I look like
collateral of war
You ever whip college tuition in a pot before
I was a ghetto heathen
Rolling dice across the cement
So enticed with street life mom stayed
I was far from the only one who was
Inadequately prepared for
The world to be blasted back to the Stone Age
In the Second Great American Civil War
When the shots get fired Adrenaline is energizing
Only way survive it
Leave the city go to college
It's a war outside
Yeah
These people wilding
Trump
and it's just a couple years
Work or war
Twenty thousand dollars towards a college and career
Work or war
They're in the mail, they're on the phone, it's
to me
I gave my heart to the Army
The only sentimental thing I could think of
With cousins, and colors and somewhere overseas
But it'll take a better war
union when every arrow
Will be defined as post war to be a bossed
College course right if the universe is raised
And then body you will
[Chorus]
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