Lyrics:
a ride and carrying knapsacks
London
In the park by the Thames Drinking tea
London
Sitting in pubs and living in walk-ups
London
Learnin' the accent
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas intellect mad slow, y'all fags
joy better come to me quick
It's in the far side
Guard my love with the strength
Of any guard by blocking what is rushing to hit from any yard line
I
fly in the process
From my spirit to yo spirit to ya screens
Ima product of the park who spread its wings
Im Young
WNGSPRDR
Feel like I can fly
I gotta
you decided it's just that,
Boogieman
We fear what we can't see
This webs a tangled weave
Laughter inside you,
Tries 'n' blind you,
From that
on me
I said I'd text her when I get to Park Street
Buy me a drink, but the room is spinning
Still coming down from every drug I've ever taken
Trippin'
from Coles and breaking off the handle bars
Playing footy in the backyard with all the boys
Getting kicked out of the caravan park for making too much
no more
Saw my teacher miss elaine at the grocery store
I waited by her car, she asked: "why aren't you in school? "
Put my gun up to her head
forever
Direct beats that's contagious, loved by all ages
Graduated from the you-and-I-versity
Of hard-hitters, for real
Yo, I got niggas in
out I struggled from the morning to the day out, I dont play by the rules it ain't fare now, I'm Ballin on them slam dunking wit the stare Down huh she
or humidity
Thinking concentrating Might be the only remedy
Inside I want to blow, Like a geyser at Yosemite
State park, gRinding every day, No skate park
Only been rolling them fat
Only been smoking the pack
I'm just a dog
Tryna go get me a cat
But Come and show me where it's at
I'm at the park
I remember
like you mean it
Now i’m searching for you in everyone else
I’ve run out of ways to save myself
Lock my heart inside a hot car
Park it in the sun
Roll
Melancholy so I'm sitting sipping mimosas
Puffing the strain of the same
Living by coasting
Losing the battle but not that war that i fight inside
Yeah
Who am I if not a different guy?
Broken hearted from the voices that I hear inside
You saw me different from the start but with distant eyes
I
And got enough to raise hell in the streets cuz
We was raised by old heads in the streets cuz
We used to play at the park where the fiends was
What we from
riddance
Got her by my side and I promise she with it
Inside of me she put a fire she lit it
Up, Up, yeah
We don't give no fucks
I told her I wasn't ready
I get this feeling that I'm gleaming
And I hope you're gleaming too
Inside my heart I am screaming
From now on I'm sticking to you like glue
Dreams
it off
But all I see is just another mothafucken phoney call
That reaches from the darkness just to grab you by The fucken balls
Like some mothafucken
Whoah, yea, ooh
Man a blow up da place no be play play
Faya dey burn inside me omo mi o sere
Unu fi give me all yeah
Babylon die and then burn again
Ima stay right by your side
I know that life is crazy
Ima stay right by your side
I know that life is crazy
All I'm thinking baby
Is Ima stay right
from off the top inside the dome
Illuminated by the light, conscious from the mind
I got this buddha on my side while I'm working on myself
The streets
lick the bars from inside
(Free Tory Lanez)
Good night
Some quite not right
No hashtag for her
Corruption corrupts good manners
About to wear you
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Bill Fries says that this is based on a true story from the late '60s, when a band of hippies rolled into
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