Lyrics:
day in December
The rebellious townsfolk of Salop looked on
While below the old arch of the Shoemaker's Arbour
They made an example of Tom Anderson
Who
And you got me in my lonesome
I hit a home run
The California gold rush
Now I'm Feeling so numb
You got me in my lonesome
I hit a home run
days that rush behind
I swear I never seem to realize, till the best moments have all gone by
That im still right here and alive currently in the good
know that you know, it's gonna be alright I said (Oh, ooh)
Sometimes you just gotta slow down
When everyone else is in a rush
Seems these days like
And days (and weeks) and months (go by)
And years (and decades) and we still so fly
(While the others are just fly by night)
And not tight (we keep
a nigga
Careful with the bitches that you choose, some of these bitches got the
Kiss of death, the type of kiss that take a nigga wealth
Tom Ford, Nieman
sticks, yeah, they get a rush
Double twins only in the cup, ice crushed
I might get kicked out by the bunch
Yeah, I might hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em
you see?
Someone who you think you never will be
Grey skin wrinkled by the winds of years that blew right past me
Only old men miss old men these days
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds
They will never
it all rush by with these washed out eyes
Ha ha ha… hey man fuck
All y'all… fuck all y'all
Money gone fuck friends
I need a homie that know me
When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me
I
would've left by now
But, there's not a single doubt
You've made me better
So, I wanna do this with you
Relax your mind
Look deep inside
Don't rush
Let's
was in the base by the fridge in the safe
The rush getting paid off of hits and moving weight
Was a feeling too great to let the shit go to waste
You
The melt it takes my breath away
And those rivers start to swell
Rush hard through every day
Like broke down cars and dreams
I rust and start to rush away
mad, these days you can't even say
Nazis bad
Nazis bad
Nazis bad
Nazis bad
[Chorus]
Su-preme (Supreme, Supreme) [repeat 8x]
Su-preme people living with they backs aligned
Up against the wall cause these days are
I tried to tell these niggas we don't play
I run up on you broad day with a A-K
Cornball I can make your heart beat stop
Pop pop your body drop
A cosmic sigh
Distant starlight
Your thoughts drift high
These shaking hands
Hardened by time
Twilight
Night creeps westwards
Like a star lit tide
Moons
A cosmic sigh
Distant starlight
Your thoughts drift high
These shaking hands
Hardened by time
Twilight
Night creeps westwards
Like a star lit tide
Moons
rush
Sun on face that warm strong touch
Season change but love it stays
Dreaming in these endless days
Sunlight smile hold on tight
Day and night you're
gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush
You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
speed, approach follow my lead
Firewinds gust, empire crush
Full thrust, fall in the hole, roll wit the rush
Untouchable chunk of earwax and soul
enough?
Because I feel the clarity come
And then go in a rush
I hope, I pray
I still play the strings
And they don't play me
These days, most nights
Fly by
you bring
I need you
Oh I need you
These nights ain't right when I'm alone
And I'll count the days till you get home
Say I wanna die by your side
Say I
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