Lyrics:
I am a simple goat
I live on the back of a pick-up truck
The Old Man tied me here with a 3-foot rope
Am I happy he don't give a fuck
He's
from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's
Bless me father
For you have sinned
Seeking salvation but he knows not where to begin
Finding damnation indelibly stained by your sin
An infernal
tried it, he up and denied it (uh)
Seventeen, take care of the people around you
They only appreciate how you (ayo, if everybody ain't eatin')
Value
the fuck up
Don't fuck with me or shut the fuck up
Aha we from PH city, that's how we roll, it's real
They say sticks and stones may break your bones
Yeah
Rubbin' sticks together
Tryna build a fire
Slummin' in an orchard
Drowning in its cider
Wielded by a sorcerer
Said his name was Mortimer
Pointed
Are you laid up with me for me or is the bands
We can go from A to Z if we stick to the plan
You say you wanna stay with me don't know if you can
and im wantin to kill
Im surrounded by mountains
I come from the land of salt
Walk up on me im committing assult
Pass me the rope
Tieing my neck
Drugs in
the
Biggest stick
But when she grabs me by the belt there's
Nothing I can do
So get up, get up up up up
She got me on a string
'Cause she's such a pretty
Oi, where's Carlos, where's Carlos?
Ask him how man was in jail about
Fucking truth, stick to the truth
Stick to the fucking truth
Yo, yo, them
Torn down by new age harlots
No prisoners no delays
Torn down by circumstances
I’m making up for my mistakes
Make no mistake about it
I’m coming for
blazin' through
And my clothes in tatters
And the railroad looked
Like a 'Y' up the hill of ladders
One shoe fell on the gravel
One stick poked down gray
up a railing high above the river. A goddamn beige curse. She couldn't imagine worse. She once was known for her art. Not anymore. His mom caught him
Mary, Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
When the world starts to stress you out? What you do?
Put a cancer stick up in your mouth? Or grab
real hard, stack some bricks
It's a countdown, check every tick Keep your guard up,
play it by the stick
Wanna buy a car, whole family rich
All about
If you stick by my side
Close your eyes
And move with me, with me
And I’ll take your hand
And dance until the sun goes down
Our feet jump off
getting bigger as it fills up with lies
We fall to the ground
I don't think I'll stick around
No one must hear
Whatever happens here
It feels right in
Up from the sticks with no sense of direction
Fear of high places and wide open spaces
Set on a path of destruction
Forged into a dull knife by
feelings and take me high
I'm all by myself you left me behind
If I don't wanna talk right now
Will you still be down?
Will you stick around?
I don't wanna
so many reasons to stick around
just as many to go
I guess I could see my days slippin on by
but you got me up
that's why I get up
eh
no one else
tell me people
Are we gonna sit idly by
Or are we gonna stand together and try
Tell me who the hell is making the rules
And tell me why we got to listen
a top notch bitch, you about a piece of shit
Yo net worth is zilch, up yo game a couple bricks
I up my game 80%, you can tell by the wrists
Went from
stick to your Naughty By Natures and your Kane
'Cause graffiti that I based upn the wax is insane
Grand groove, I wish I had the flavor bid
Give me
right, Money
This one's for you
Special dedication to the NYC crew
We didn't change much as you can see
And the beats are still hyped up by Hurby
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