Lyrics:
make this room whole lotta red,
Pick up by the throat this is force, Vader command,
Duelling in the court, she drooling on my pants,
She j think
feel comfy in their skin
Try jogging while being black, here we go again
On strolls down memory lane, the slain won't comprehend
Until it's too late
I pray before I hit the road that shit get risky
Every bitch need a leader
Thank god I’m that nigga
I was down for a minute
Came back and did it
cut off my cable
But could you drop by and maybe bust me outta here ?
But there is one thing that I don't understand
I thought The South Pole was
a comin? down the edge of the roof
Thinkin? I?d be a little mystified to
Wish I knew
Wish I knew
Drop another silver plug for the damned
Don?t forget
That not one drop is spilled
We're drinking to life we're drinking to death
We're drinking 'til none of our
Livers are left
We're wending our way
of stars.
No one ever said it was going to be just, you really
Ought to know by now how she's all red in tooth and claw;
After all, weren't you the one
rushing down that freeway
Messed around and got lost
They didn't care, they were just dyin' to get off
And it was life in the fast lane
Surely make
day, my day, my day, my day
Stretch up my day (and make it longer)
Falling down in the red sun
I slowly fade away
Sorry for the tear drop my
of state get the fuck out a car chase it’s all based off of scare face by a ball down in park place
Weed the perfect specimen are words are the medicine
the fall.
and then a blade from the far left,
shaved down the mac from a six to a foot less.
and from the alley way jody makes the fly-by,
picks up the bag
thing twice
King that is the cost
King, king, king that is the price
I give it to you nice
I give you the mic
Psyche only when I drop it
Feelings are
to the trees we would be amazed
About how they've long ago perfected
Out-of-body travel to Venus, Mars and Saturn
While down here we stay, so it seems to remain
I'm not gonna go crazy over shit to me that don't really matter
Who cares if you got money, shit, dawg, I got money too
But when you drop
Drop it
Can you see things slip away?
White men give us what they wanna give
Well, I can not relate with
old men saying what is meant to be
I don’t
I heard his time was short so I went to see my old friend
When I walked through the door
He said, sure good to see you again
Sit down here by
What goes up must come down
Spinning Wheel got to go 'round
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the Spinning
What goes up must come down
Spinning Wheel got to go 'round
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the Spinning
Boosie Bad Azz
and I'll zoom right by you
760 partna Crispy Cream on the tires
smoke that fire
purple cush by the pound
ask my dog Webbie
this is how it
want it back
By senior year, you were way too damn cool
Well, look who peaked in high school
I left the town, you stuck around
You went to state
(Wicket)
I got my Viper ready to kill a nigga
Standin in my drop with my fingers on my muthafuckin trigger,uh
This shit is real in this game you gots
it low
Going fast, going slow
Take this cock and beg for more
Used a saw to shave my balls
Got your bitch down on all fours
Fucked your mother, fucked
Down down i roll in a hole Madhead going outta control
Blindfold i flow in my zone Surrounded by many still feeling Alone
Girl i've been swimming in
Like paranoia replace fun
Hand on her thigh my chick flood
Like hoover dam done quit his job
Face down at a bus stop bum killed by 2 cops
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