Lyrics:
you swing!
You're fueled by tonic and gin!
To run away from your sin!
You know that you'll never win! Bada Bing!
Never gonna get the soul
You're just
Did you read the mornin' paper?
If you did, I wonder if you read the note
Where the Coopers have announced
That they were movin' to the
Big old house
And I'm hard to find like alien oxygen, yeah
Even harder to tame when I'm off the gin
And when I get loose up off the juice I'm an activist
I bet if I get
Always here by your side
That’s where I’m gonna be
I screwed up in the past
Thanks for you helpin' me
They don’t get what we know
They don’t get how it be
(Sorry bout it) (Uhn) (Pink Tony)
I been up, by the wave side, let me take you high (Uh)
To the sky from 西宮 where we gon' fly, guess and try
You been
with the west coast, show em how we rock it
Keep it pumpin through the summer, stuff them chips up in my pocket
Super-saki gin'll keep my style all in
wasoro ju ganji huwafanya wageuke judas (judas)
You better live on fucking agenda to blossom n' kill all the Vultures (kill em' all)
Am gonna trust on my
thang yeah pour it up
Focus on my task at hand
Watch me go big you know Ima tear it up
Ohh you'll know my zone by the end of the song you'll know
Yeah
Appreciate the years cause this when time fly by
Homies movin out the city, wipe the tears out my moms eye
You invited to the barbecue though
Too old
nighter, seen another dawn rise up
Been walking on streets, talking on beats, Butta gone higher
Life - time - sliding by us either way
Reach - holding on -
The one nigga better than me is myself
I don’t need a thing do this shit by myself
Shawty didn’t want me she just wanted my wealth
If you run up
samurai up in Japan
Switchin' katanas by tha hand
I been passin' out tha dough
I just knew I'd get some mo'
Way I been rockin' tha show
Keep my ninjas
sold out, turnin' young hoes
Tell her baby, no doubt, stick this dick in yo' mouth
I smoked a lot of weed, I said a lot of rhymes
Always fucked up in
Buckle up for the pain you will endure
Movin', runnin', slick plus cunnin'
Girlies on my straw cause I rap so stunnin'
Loaded with ammunition, Uzi
activated in the night, got my Smithen, hold it tight
Run up on me imma hit him, point blank him
Followed by the money, Benji' grinning on these faces
life movin' too fast, I don't even know what's been happenin
Wish I had some more time, but time just keep goin' by
And you just been pickin'
touched by the pair
Runnin they mouth with only one to the ground
I blow my shit cause I can back it up
Fuck poppin the trunk
Let's throw some hands up
Now
shorty wanna come up into my place (Say what?)
I don't got time for a dime, I got better things to do (Uh huh)
Bumpin' down the interstate, playin' "Gin
make it, gotta try
make a change, live your life
Verse 3: [Mic]
Geronimo got it locked up like ATM, blowin' the
twenty with shortie in
I know what you thinking bout yeah
But this shit got me thinking bout it
We not even gon live by it
Ain't no one gonna live by it
And I know what you
I didn't take no jive
With the Master Gee it's all the way live
At the age of six I was a-pickin' up sticks
Rappin' to the beat, my stick was fixed
She know I'm always on the road
I put the money where it go
She fell in love but she know
A nigga live by the code
They seen I'm movin wit peace
I
the mood, I gotta tell the truth
Yeah, I'm in the mood
But that ain't nothin' new (Uh, uh)
They linin' up to shoot and still
I play by the rules but trust me
of confusion,
Illusions darks blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The dance still is sung.
My life's course is guided
Decided by limits
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