Lyrics:
down broadway beneath the j line
Slumped in the incline position
Mind travelin' beyond the shell
Which holds the soul controlled by the Allah
I be
want to pay for it
I walk right through the door
Walk right through the door
Hey all right!
If I get by, it's mine
Mine all mine!
My girl, she's one too
of time)
By god
Don't you think I know it's in my mind
(in my mind)
And it's right over left
(right over left)
And healing the then
(healing the then)
Let's see action. Let's see people
Let's see freedom. Let's see who cares
Take me with you. When you leave me
And my shell behind us there
I
travels
Beyond the shell which holds the soul
Controlled by the Allah I'll be the most humble
But also punishable
For those who are unlawful
Maybe she'll help me to untie this, but
Until then well, I'm gonna have to lie to her
It seems to me that maybe
It pretty much always means, no
So
learnin'
Guns bustin', tyres turnin', that's a Russian and a German
That's your phone ringin', you can hear the beep
You won't be saved by the bell when
She's darker than a child's deepest sleep
And into his mind she creepsÂ
In this world of lies and confusion
She's the only thing not clouded by
newspapers by the kitchen sink
You think I'm off limits driving a 74 dodge Plymouth
Up the street with human feet colored apple-green
With spots eatin
bound, I fear that I'm free
And haunted by time, my enemy
So I'm safe within my cozy little shell
No risk at all, just wishing to myself
The price
Break me away from this empty shell
All I wanted was a form of escape
I've tried everything
But nothings working
Wipe the drugs from my nose
To see
Raised by the internet
Life: money, cars, clothes, hoes incorrect
Yeah, eyes closed, intellect
My generation never die, it's a bet
Raised by
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
makin moves in Japan, living off land
Half a kilo in the closet, sitting on grams
See you be the graham cracker, shells like clams
If we don't know
of pliers
Then I roll on that ass like a spare tire
You on fire if you're woods and I done passed by you
Bitch, I be all up in your hair like a hair dryer
I had to walk with that lil' 25
And I've been paranoid, I'ma blow if I'm scared
Years went by, but I'm still shell shocked
I just got a 49, I'ma
madness
A near miss from the void of non-existence
Metallic shell barely recognisable
A painless disfigurement engineered by its opposers
Left to rust,
so paid (What, yeah)
Twizzy got rid of the rest of
The chicken beforе going MIA (Brr)
Finna lay low for the week
Not gonna peep anything that they
Do
you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like
I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky
When the children were babies and played on the beach
You came up behind me, I saw you go by
You were always
and done, baby
You're the one when it's cut and dried
I want you by my side
What it boils down to is the
Feelin' between me and you
When a man loves a woman
Say a prayer for the cowgirl
Her horse ran away
She'll walk 'til she finds him, her darling
Her stray but the river's in flood and
The roads are
Now there's a little place that I know about
I go there with my baby every time I take her out
We park by the rock and watch the lights down below
larger in waist and taste (oh-ooh)
Ain't no tellin' where this felon is headin', just in case
Keep a shell at the tip of your melon, clear the space
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