Lyrics:
the size of Jupiter
Leaving my victims on a juniper shade
Drop bombs that cause death
Like how a tulip is made
Pollinating the planes
You just made it in
Welcome to my album, I hope you stay long
I was gonna name this one Growing Pains, but
Then I found a toilet dumped by the railroad
So we took
Snook: Welcome to the intro for this Los Amigos.. cd
Vingoe: Don't you mean album?
S: Shhh.. no one expects it to be an album
V: NOBODY WILL BUY
don't know where he was at (woah)
Ran the doggy train and I didn't have a track (woah, hey, hey)
I say what I mean and I don't take it back
With
and I'm living it like Gucci mayne
Ploughing your bitches like a motherfucking freight train
Call me dead pool yeah you know I don't feel the pain
This album is dedicated to all the times i thought i’d never amount to nothin
All the times i lied and said i wasnt sufferin
Fuck the cops, fuck
by a damned old train
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing' in the rain, no
But you don't have to call me
by a damned old train
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing' in the rain, no
But you don't have to call me
means "victory helper"
Whole name means "protector"
Shorten it by two letters, without the I-R at the end
The reincarnated Gil Scott livin' in
rapping has the wrath of attack to
Send a missile back to Iraq
Then leave a crack on the map
And put my train of thought
Right back on the track
All these
on the train witcha backpack tight
and keep rappin', I'm floatin past all the stops
In a clean ass Benz I have all the props
Fuck credit from a rapper can you
New York City, we piss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take shits in it
[Kool Keith]
There's a million albums out there with that opera
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
yeah
My strap is black and hot like coffee, yeah
I'm goin' fast, you can't stop me, yeah
Heard your album, break weed on a copy, yeah
I used to want
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
album is no exception.
The CD edition on the esteemed Ottawa label The Beautiful Music is housed in a beautiful gatefold digipak with artwork by Jamie
album, Ima kill at will
I travel deep in my own mind & faced myself
I'm the only competition, embrace myself
I corrected my mistakes, yeah I shadow myself
revolution! revelation!
Random firing of the synapse don't forget to look up
Why should I fear?
When was I less by dying?
I am a facilitator of dreams
Secular
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in my pickup truck
She got run over by a damned old train
And I'll hang
A commander in chief and never checked by none,
A security brief I keep a person Gun.
As I look at the Sun I know the Earth has spun,
With mankind
all rats
I see the snakes in the tall grass
Tilt the brim on my ball cap
Pour the Rem in my tall glass
And fall back
Cuz I’m all rap
Freight Train lay
love you
Well, I've always had a deep respect and I mean that most sincere
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think
Oh, by the way,
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