Lyrics:
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
the game plan
'Cause we got that (hot sauce)
Might as well have fun 'cause your happiness is done when your goose is cooked
Might as well have fun
G: 32! Wr: Boom, I might as well bless them
Tired as fuck but onna nuttin' sc: All day
Wr: You listening? Watch it
I'm Wretch, yeah
Round here we rep
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
creeping, stop lying to yourself fam
You might as well have bought shisha
Too real, nobody realer
Too deep, nobody deeper
Flow like Gus, call me the street
in colors we didn't like then started interrogating
I never was a gangbanger, I mean I was never stranger to the funk neither
I really doubt it
Rush
And we'll need lots of time to mend
But I'll be worth it in the end
To have someone you can rely
Much more than strangers passing by
Aaa-aa-aay
Strangers
the source
Now she wanders from manger to manger
Looking to be held
Held closely by a stranger
Father dear (I know you want to touch me)
Well if you
you dare let it go
Don't forget why we said we'll never be strangers
Don't you remember all those summer nights?
And now we stop to catch up with each
gender
And somehow come together to find
Solutions for a broken planet
We have the resources as a
Civilization to find a utopia
But we’re led by the most
of strangers
We're prisoners in darkness
Rats in a cage with anger
And hunger to fuel our rage
More of the same each bloody day
Best you should stay out of our
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
give them strange looks
You might be in danger
Don't do well with strangers
City we from made us
Shooters keep the thing tucked
Talk shit get your
We'll stay up late making mix tapes
And photoshopping pictures of ourselves
While we masturbate to those pixelated videos
Of strangers fuckin
We might be sprawled out on the floor
But we still make lovely company
Pull up a chair
Ill pour some tea
We'll shoot the shit 'bout everything
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
these things ain't right
Confessing my thoughts by the end of the night
Losen up baby or I can you hold tight
And say it's gone be alright
I hate when we
never known the beauty to be seen
Beyond his flat-panel PC LCD screen.
But would he care if I took him by the hand,
Planned on a trip
them bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you
Turn out we the perfect strangers, Larry Appleton and Balki
I was out east, when the text came in
With Tech sayin' what is 'bout to be
Before you fuck
from
Niggas on Xannies
Mommy on crack how we going
To feed the family
Might as well start selling it
Everybody inhaling it young, black
And intelligent
loved ones to a stranger
We have experienced hardship for a long long time
The hardship stays, but just to pass by
You are the one to make a change
You
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