Lyrics:
take it back to the hills
Told me she from Arizona but she looking Cuban prolly thinking that she playing with me
Said her name is Santarina
Baby girl
Whatever's in your way, don't let it eat your days
Don't let them pull you down, stand up and lift your hands
Love is on your side, don't let them
but I guess I can't cause your child was sheltered
How protective is too protective
How neglected is too neglected
How every year it's a new Flu
iced out my wrist my diamonds dancing
Is it coincidental
That Every bitch that I was fucking with just let me sad on instrumentals
And my mama told me
Jesus
Jesus
Nothing else matters
It's all about you
Jesus
Jesus
Nothing else matters
It's all about you
Instrumental
There is something about
Lewis
Make the dream
Make it happen
Keep up growing till there up there stood up clapping for my rapping there no to for
Scraping this is my career
the sunshine.
We'll understand it all, by and by. (All, by and by.)
Instrumental break.
Farther along we'll know all about it.
Farther along we'll understand
Christmas then by New Year's night.
Friends and relations send salutations
Sure as the stars shine above
Oh, but it's Christmas, yeah Christmas my dear
deal with corpo shit
#instrumental
True rockers don't make no deal with corpo shit
#instrumental
We'll bring peace by violence
Riot
No rights
No silence
Vocal Chops/Instrumental Drop
[Verse 2 Christian Currence]
just know i’m in it
when i said it first
i’ll always be there for u
through all the hurt
u
Half the day I'm grinding
Times devoted to the pen
Inseparable the bond we share
Is closer than my friends
It's not a shot at them
They know I'm focused
This is a Homage beat
I'm hearing sirens out my window playing instrumentals
It was his birthday but the cops didn't get the memo
He worked a 9 to 5
out and touch Him
There He is
Call out His name
There He is
Don't be afraid
There He is
Look up in the sky
There He is
It's a bird it's a plane
[Verse 1]
In the air, there’s nothing that can tie me down
Up above, there’s no water to make me drown
As the clouds go rushing by, I feel no pain
to the plate when the ball is tossed
If I get hit by a pitch im a walk it off
Caught her by surprise her last nigga was weird
Shea Butter my face Jojoba oil my
with the ROC nigga, hit by hit
I'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clip
The competition is none, they deceased to exist
Let it breathe a little
with the ROC nigga, hit by hit
I'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clip
The competition is none, they deceased to exist
Let it breathe a little
and Hysteria
As a guide to blindness,
Where everyone gets lost.
I remember every sinner,
And, to them, the days it cost.
A comedy is subtly written,
With words
all my years
I miss the rolling hills of Ithaca
I've been through battles and cried a sea of tears
But the tide is changing, and with it all my fears
problems, money, it is not one
My currency's Kenyan, that's in it for the long run, huh
Tears on a pillow
Bro, I shed so many tears on a pillow
I used
Finesse we rap magically!
Now as tactical illusions create mass confusion,
All youth is diluted by ruthless music pollution!
They dispute it but truth is
make it clap, play that Sean Paul
I wonder how you got in those jeans
They look so tight
Tell me is there anymore room for me
I feel like Ginuwine
You
of you
By any means possible get to the loot
So there is no stopping the shit that I do
But I'm so conflicted
I just wanna flip it and hop on the block
on a mountaintop
or down by near the deep blue sea
There we,
do just as we please
It ain't,
Nothin' but a Breeze
One day soon I'll be a grandpa
and all the pretty
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