Lyrics:
have the sheriff give Leon McDuff a call
Have him tell Leon to move by the last day of July
because the taxes on his land are overdue
Tell him he has
grinding I'm stacking up treasures
I still feel empty inside
My knees getting weak from the pressure
Been tryna run from God
I'm ducking the words from
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
all, by my lonely
Volume through the roof
Walls of comfort, caving on me
God said to move
Made plans for
Hotlanta'
Heart cold as snow
California
Real
pain
When you gotta move out
Your own ends will get killed by another gang
Since the day I'm born, this is all I know
Been through chasing bones
Singin'
been autonomous
Mules move the drums
Take ‘em to different spots
We just call the shots by
Simply moving our thumbs
I’m a course of miracles with this
God
Like a bouquet of balloons,
Yoshua whispered in your ear
Your next move...
"Go on, get on that train."
In your clay faced youth
The rubber upper lip
Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,
love?
Moon at half mast, masquerading as global light
I see the God in you, that's what goddesses do
I made you breakfast too, we eat at noon
We move
you make me winnnnn
Father god I know I have been sin
An you still shower down you blessin
All when the pressures of life got me stressing
Protect me
could pass for anybody's prize
Here's what I know about the gifts that God gave
You can't take 'em with you when you go to the grave
It ain't over
when I came in with my iPod
And it’s a motherfucking shame that
These dames don’t know how
To behave but I pray they never find God
Cause my God
When she
by brick, had to get a load or something
Bitch I was down on my dick, I couldn't even hold nothing
Risk by risk yea, ain't have no pot to piss
Found
light ray
Never wanted things to be in reverse 'cause
God makes waves wise travellers so
My views of this world are ever growing
Thus ever growing is
When I can't see
And you won't let go
In the valley low
You're still the same God
On the mountaintop
Like a cloud by day
You're guiding me
The fire by
I know a whole lot little things
And even though I could list them one by one
She would still be gone
Her eyes are blue
Her hair is long
In ‘64
Local Celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Nightgown draggin' on the heated marble floor
Flash Cartier when you open up the door, slide these on baby
So butter, still relate to the gutter
Just
Still got room on the truck, load the back boom
Listen to the rhymes, to get a mental picture
Of this black man, black woman venture
Why do I say
years but
They still the same ain’t nothing changed
Still cracking on each other with the same jokes
Everybody still sane and doing well
And for that we
me friends, why can't we afford no housing
Why are the hounds still dousing us in gasoline, shooting up our malls
While the pigs just let it happen,
count is the only moment of silence
'Cause hush money balances all this drugs and violence
Hat trick under my mattress
Date I stop still has
everything the block see
We 'bout to need to take the corners from them cowards
Get it on so y'all can move more-, by the hour
Hold in case we gotta rip-,
of my life
Wishing you were just by my side
You ran away so long ago
So how could this be?
Time moves on
But I stood still
Dreaming of the past
And God's
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