Lyrics:
vision
Rolls Royce problems with me haunted by ghost visions
My nights are haunted by ghost dreams dreams dreams dreams
My nights are haunted by ghost
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
Santa and his deer, won’t be coming out this year
There’s no need to be sad cause we bringing all the cheer
Travel north to south and east to west
and bees are awake
We can drink beer in the old cafes
Thinking in a light bright crazy kinda way
Moved by the music I hear in my mind
You can travel with
dominated prisons
My voice been the hood uplifting
My best friend, one way to take him
Trade they mamas
[Chorus]
I was like Waka, why you turned your
I know my love by his way of walking
And I know my love by his way of talking
And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue
And if my love leaves me,
the pages of a half book
Words in softly spoken whispers
Steal through the silence of the blue veiled half light
The best of questions have no answers
the sun goes down
(I got) dreams
On the highway
I got blues skies
Lightin' my way
I got a whole wide world to find--
I got memories I left behind
I'm goin'
with my N****s broad day
Best friends it be SLATT way
Pushing all my N****s two times be The hard way
Ah
Kill a N***a like its doomsday
Uhh and we no
travel anywhere but West Virginia
Then I reckon I'da done it by now
If you live here all your life
You can't get the mountain in you
Ain't no way
I had to go my own way
Blow some steam and do it my way
Being me
Burning out the wanderlust
Left me holding travel dust
Not really free
Fun
the mills of Pittsburgh Steel
to the Iron Range
Way out west to the land
of desert sage
Cowboy blues, mutton stew
California sun
To your ports, we travel
Today we will show who we are
We are the earth
And we're together again
My friends, will you show us the way
We travel on, guided by the flame
Blue, grey, green
Blue, grey, green
Nowadays we zap the water, powered by the wind
The other ways to make this stuff really don't fit in
Against
a life sentence of 'em
And I'm just like spitting cousin, ciao
No man get the best of him
The way I see, why rap?
I'm just wasting my breath
Y'all don't
on
The Westside nigga
We ballers for real...
[Kurupt]
For real I got it bought you the blue steel
Cowards hit the panic button
Thinkin' that it was what
forgot she like missionary
Girl you are a cutie and I like that big ol booty
The way she shake that thang
Got a nigga feeling moody
That rumble in
slow
And for show y'all know
Misdemeanor got 'em by the neck low
Ice cold heart like zero below
If you wanna battle me then playa say so
[Chorus]
leader
Thanks to Broadway and Hollywood!
If you travel at all by flight,
Or watch an animated cartoon,
Use a telephone, or electric light,
You can thank
the purchase wasn't worth it
Can't put the price tag on the priceless
Your wife bought her brides dress off of Craigslist
Oriental blue swordfish, sky blue
Yeah you know
October
Oh, I
Bless, and you'll be respected
Respect the ways of the old
'Cause when a rudeboy has no place for acceptance
Fighting my way through victory, conquering lands viciously
Emblems live for all eternity
Travel the roads to victory, I march so gallantly
A sight to see
of the moon
In the 12 constellations
Counting blue stars
I know them by name
Fading smiles wilt
From sheets of cold nights anticipating hope
The perfect treat
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
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