Lyrics:
on his kids
He ever want to get back in, that load gon' go to Memphis 10
Off-white brick step in the kitchen like Ja Morant jump out the gym
Biggest
the freedom of the white line
When I´m there I can´t go wrong
The rhythm of the highway keeps me rollin´ along
Well I heard that song for the first time
drawn in by him
And I heard him call
Like a distant hymn
I retreated from the silence of my room
Stepping down the ancient stones washed with dawn
in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns
Chicks get stabbed in the back, 'til they get spasms
Known to spit a magnum, or split an atom
Who woulda
is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found
back with a skillet official would kill it
This is fake the way we seal it as the great Pete Rock and Kweli
Got heat to make your chicks knees knock
Back in 1870
Just beneath the Great White Way
Alfred Beach worked secretly
Risking all to ride a dream
His wind machine
His wind machine
New York
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
Oh, won't you soar with me
Looking back for a brand new start
Being chased by a great white shark
Wearing chains, wearing heels
Miss the taste of your
Warm flesh and oh so smooth skin TWINS a sun and moon I could have been anything leading the armies of the free or building the great elaborate id.
Stroking white mice they carry in their pockets
Lost in a day dream
Daydreaming to be loved by someone
Hurtling myself down into the metro
A train
a king (hey)
Every day grindin' hard with my team (the American dream) (yeah, oh)
You either good or you great
You either real or you fake
That's why
I'm alright
I'm alright
Union Jack
(Fly the flag, fly the flag)
Gimme a Britain that's got back the Great
A race of winners not cramped by
Huh, step back jump shot, woo, that my bread and butter, ayy (let's go)
True fans, full stance, stay down with the buzzer
Ten toes, ten toes, stay
beauty reminded me of you
My heart is Saturn's Great White Storm
Been too busy chasin' unicorns
Oh yeah
Left you home without a care
Collecting things
I'm alright
I'm alright
Union Jack
(Fly the flag, fly the flag)
Gimme a Britain that's got back the Great
A race of winners not cramped by
If all you know is that snow
And that white and that gold with the white and tha gold
Lined up at that door is Snow white's by tha droves
Put my name
find?
You will find
Every moment is rushing by
An echo telling you to buy
More than you could ever own
As if stretching time would bring the world back
Reggie Miller back in the day.
I bought some new kicks on my PJ Tuck,
If you hear a click,
Better cflac duck or get fucked,
Tough luck.
The drip is in
the importance of action
My heart
Takes on more each day
Remembering the way
Moves by herself
The great wanderer
My heart
She is broken
Glued together with
muted by the white
So quiet, I bet we're better off
When we move on
Let's go get lost
In the rhythm of the snow
Let's go get lost
And never fall back
Well it's the rap beautician
The facts you listen
I blast through rhythms like hash through your system
True in love and wisdom
Well off
to thrive for great
And live Day by Day
I might break down
I might lose hope
I might fall back to my old self
I might lose truth in the white lie
I might fall
wealth to distribute like a picture
In black and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you
Spoil our existence by extreme gift to population
Father
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