Lyrics:
calling
My body's calling
Won't you come back to this world again?
Suspended deep in a sea of black
I've got the light at the end, I've got
here
By the roots of the flower
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Though the darkest of the night
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Ain’t that what
The raintown boys ain't coming back to town no more
They've had enough of living in the past for sure
The sadtown girls are crying inside
Thoughts are out there
Everyday like a vacation huh
This is a regular day for us
Coming live from
The 5 yeah
562
Fresh out the JSX
Black SUV full of vibes yeah
3 Vets on blast
You kidding me or what man?
There's a bunch of Colombians coming in Friday, new guys
They said they got two keys for us, openers
Pure cocaine, you
cream, and whipped cream on top
Got room, don't have to leave cause the menu's stacked
Cause Messie gonna always keep you coming back
Slipping over by
back
Always been a hustla
That's what she is diggin'
Do just like I tell her to
And wit' no renegging her lips and my brain
We can go a long way on her
the first race
Yeh no track & trace where I'm going
You ain't even going too see me hoeing
With the bad bitch in the back
What about that
It started snowing
monogamy
Queen to be held, Black Mahogany
You're 'bout to bust damn it
Sugar walls coming down, now you can't stand it
You've been touched
That's when I
front teeth. I'm
heartless
when it comes to havin' the back of my partners yeah we artists but
testin' us ain't
the smartest. You can huff, puff,
let us through. Black in a musical chicken grease. John travolta rein-action being played by drizzy drake. Rappers love acting back in the days. Black
Right the power is bold, the rhymes politically cold
No judge can ever budge or ever handle his load
Yes the coming is near and he's about to become
I know these days are numbered
I know it ain't ever coming back around
If we don't trust each other
I know it ain't ever coming back around,
out, black is white
So to-and-fro and side-to-side
Am I coming or going? Man, I can't decide
'Cause back is forth now and stop means go
No means yes,
with
Yeah, too many hoes on my D-I-C-K
I run the game like V-I-C-K
You ain't talking shit, no habla ingles
I can cock that thing back and pon de
niggas and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to '79
I bomb atomically, Socrates'
you do with your lips when you looking back
Put that pussy right up on my head that't a fitted cap uh
Ooh baby (ooh baby)
Come and feed me baby
track for fifty years, but the whistles far from broke,
Sho hope that black shiny engine passes by and that's no joke,
Don't stare at her as she
Byrd on your back and your coming to
The house of the jazz, of the funk, of the rhythm
All the goods are welcome, but if you're a villain
I'll just
(Nevo)
(Busta)
On the come up we been climbin, dropping tracks like back to back
And best believe that we ain't stoppin till we see them diamond
a kiss
Let it linger and last on our lips like it did back then
Yeah, we can take it to the bank
The one that rolls by the riverside
Where we fell in
and span
I ride 28 inches on my creepy black van
And you can catch me posted up down by the trailer park
I'm selling bootleg movies from noon to dark
But
they mind on ass
I guess most motherfuckers ain't designed to last
Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past?
Whatever happened
whenever we spend
Ain't rocking no gucci but I'm super gucci I might just rock Platinum Fubu again
For us by us is the motto again
Buy you some land invest
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