Lyrics:
asylums
I swear my life on the bible
Baby it's whatever you want
If you got ambitions or
If you just trynna kick it
And lay on top of this
Million dollar
Conversations with some real niggas told me run it up that every chance I get
Tyhas I came to dance on shit
I hit the corner then the anthem kick
To much blessing
I need more hip i have a kick different
I want 주사위 to live just for luck
I need more time cause wanna see all colours
I wanna car land rover
I
a dream
West Side Brighton, or we're just ridin'
Turn on the chicks and then we'll blow our kicks
And we'll fly high
Boppin' and shoppin' and makin' it in
a dream
West Side Brighton, or we're just ridin'
Turn on the chicks and then we'll blow our kicks
And we'll fly high
Boppin' and shoppin' and makin' it in
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
that look in her eye
Somehow she doesn't even have to try
Just kick off your shoes, get on the floor
This is what we came here for
Oh, you've got
the pleasure principle
Just let me take a ride
And educate the corners of your mind
Yeah yeah yeah
RAP:
Buckle up baby feel my speed
Take it from zero
do you know a
Cheap virgin who likes to tango?"
He said "You can try Linda Lee
Around the corner and across the sea
Oh word is out, word is out she's
Out
Out
Out
Out
Behind every corner donning a blade
The demon attacks, won't hesitate
If you are saved, you have a chance
If you cry out to God,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
of stone
Way over in the corner weepin' all alone
The warden said, "Hey, buddy, don't you be no square
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair"
I remember days I used to reminisce
Kid up on the corner tryna learn how to kick-flip
Purple grape soda with the sour patch kids
Young life dreaming
Ready, ready, ready to
Rock'n'roll
Going down to the corner
Pick up my sweetie pie
She's my rock'n'roll baby
She's the apple of my eye 'cause
Like Greg said
The pedestal has gotten in the way
And bread burns more than page corners
With every passing day
Maybe less is necessary
Less than we
and
Close your eyes and hit the switch
We're going to a place where everybody kick it
Kick it, kick it, yeah, that's the ticket
Ain't no bloodin', ain't no
or there
What was Nicky thinking, did he think I wouldn't care?
I saw it right away, I was going to kick his candy ass
But seeing it was Christmas I
Yeah,
Yeah
I remember
(Maybach Music)
I remember nights I used to sell rock
Posted on the corner like a mailbox
First class ticket
stranded on the corner with no shoes is your kicks a blessing
Or could I get a quarter pounder extra cheese and lettuce
Or is your smile a frown cus all your
Dig pimp,
I'ma holla at y'all in a minute, I'm finna go change clothes man
go get real spiffy man, go kick it with my broad, I'ma holla at yall
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Carolina blue kicks Fresh on the scene
Carolina blue kicks
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Carolina blue kicks Fresh
at old Ludlow
I was worried bad about my children
Soldiers guarding the railroad bridge
Every once in a while a bullet would fly
Kick up gravel under
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