Lyrics:
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
never seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a breeze on the hill
Will make a flame grab a chinchilla
Quite like the words I built up to
Fuck guppies, I see
From beyond of the village fields
Way over the hills yet unknown
Dwelled for thousands of shining moons
Where age after age has gone by
Nightmares
Dressing like Steve McQueen
Maybe in a few years,
We'd set up our life here,
It'd just be you and me
Speeding on the freeway you turned to me to just say,
I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane
I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain
Well, my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me
a million on his head
Gotta look out for his children, he got picked up by the feds
Give a fuck about 'he say, she say' I don't wanna hear about what they
Pull up in a brand new body
Next gen like Kylie
Hit me with venom but I got the antidote I can't be snaked by nobody
No nobody
Shawty need gas she
me where the river runs
Somewhere the dirt'll stain your boot soles
Red like the words I was raised up on
Back porch at night, singin' with
smoke
The mics you struck, was held by ducks
You want to light my mic, hold up, you're outta luck
and time, chant this rhyme as I tell ya
Front on the mic
Taking a trip up to Abergavenny
Hoping the weather is fine
If you should see a red dog running free
Well, you know he's mine
I'm chasing the hills
Yo turn this motherfucking shit up!
Ha ha ha
Uhuru, coupe tete boule kay
Rwanda, Nigeria, Africa's in the house
My nigga D.R.
Nigga the red is for
many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have
Louboutin red bottoms come
In mens now
On to the next ones, skinny jeans fit in
Pull up to the shows and these
Hoes know to get in
Said they like my fitted
the waves
The Red, White and Blue
You can learn a lot from Lydia
She can give you a view of the world
In tattoo if you step up and tell her where
Church creek squad
Haha
I'm from the land of you can meet me
At the parking lot at Circle K
I I pull up by myself in that
Single cab like I need gas
Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind takin'
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up di posse, Fugee comin'
I, said the donkey, shaggy and brown
I carried his mother up hill and down
I carried his mother to Bethlehem town
I, said the donkey, shaggy and brown
the time
Only had one hill to climb
No one to deceive me
Fell deep in a void inside a hole
Pulled over by sergeant Meyer
Now my future's up in fire
up on this barren hill
Pray for rain, it never will
I will tell you once again
Case you didn't hear before
You won't find a better ride
No one
PHcNTOM STRcNGER
(words and music: Steve Holroyd)
Up, down, turn around
Everybody stop and hit the ground
Everybody get up and face me
I have a tale
these dimes got me feelin' like Steve Nash
Red hair shanks man I pull up and I slash
Pull up and I slash
Yo bitch shakin ass
Shit, Ima have to pass
I
What's happenin' Lonnie
Let's go
What's up to my partner, my player partner, Jake motherfuckin' Steve
Shout out to the boy, Mr. Marcus
What's happenin'
said the donkey, all shaggy and brown
"I carried his mother up hill and down
I carried his mother to Bethlehem town"
"I," said the donkey, all shaggy
down all noise
Summertime she in LA
Wintertime she in snowflakes
But it’s all by choice
Shutting down all noise
She want the hills the pool sides
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