Lyrics:
the knapsack, headed straight outta town
Now, three days pass I'm still on the strip
Doing hand to hand with twelve collapsible, stashable clips
With little
Peoples' eyes closed like envelopes by folk membership
With unpaid doctor bills, framed got shot and killed
Cock, pop and pilled
Three-tenth cotton steel
1 2 3 4
Sakura's knocking at the door
5 6 7 8
Sakura you are doing great
9 10 11 12
Sakura you're doing so well
13 14 15 16
Sakura you are such
a Sinatra
So she don't fuck niggas with Apple watches
'Cause Rolex shopping is more exciting
Shout out to dopeboy LED 16 swipers
Howard homecoming kingpins
Intro:
Here's the story of a 16-year old
Who got caught in a hurricane
It took him with on a journey so bold
He was never gonna be the same
Vers 1:
that's my big brother, I love him can't wait till they free big brody out the gates
I got some big homies ain't make it to 20 but they made it too heaven
me right by the heat
The glock, two shots, three shots they screaming
Then someone said ("Hey wake up kid, you're dreaming")
I said, "Yo dreaming?
it 2 em by the case load
Verse 2
1Dream crushers, well placing those
2Suck a dick or you can make a toast
3Upper room... outta here
4no space
John 3:16
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son
That whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life
God if it
Mariana Trench
And thinkin', holdin' my breath, until I feel 3-2 like Wretch
Until my last bastard breath
I'ma cut man down on a barberous flex
Who
careful what you wish for
It might end up coming true
Then at 16
Tthere you were
Driving that beat up truck over by the river
All I could do
Is think
me free
이 말은 거짓이겠지
Habibi i dont know 이건 bad trip
난 좋은새낀 못돼
rid me yeah yeah
좋은 음악과 취해 3 16
이거 한병갖고 we were' drunkin
지금 이 상태지만 너를 데려와
난 택시 타고 비행 널 떼러가
this is 3 Bravo. Standby for medivac report
3 Bravo, standing by.
Two KIA, three urgent surgical, three ambulatory wounded from our squad and 1 Bravo.
City, she wanted to freak me
When I was sticky but we did it anyway
Look, drop one or three dozen nickel-plated stapler
Up under my seat, why? Robbers
My lily, you looking like petals, yeah really
Bust it down babe, whine fi me
You know I'm a bad boy like Diddy
Open up your gate like Billy
Take
PASSING THROUGH TIME
funk, grunge, progressive
[Verse]
Days go by so fast
Blink and they're gone past
Life's a running race
No time to change my
take traveler's checks
Yo, Ren, peep out the window, and tell me what you see
[Three motherfuckin police starin at me; what to do now?]
Hurry up
Roll 3 5 and watch the fucking dead fly
Bend that nigga block send him to the fucking heaven gates
5 7 hit your body make you Harlem shake
Oh you
Flick the bell the gate that fell open so wide three months to ride
In the dark a train will spark grinding its rails for some holy grail
Face down
feel just keep dancing
You heard me I jumped on extra tide and I flaw superbly
'cause it's coming open up the gates keep it running
Never been
heart was in da right place (ohhh)
I guess so I can live it put food on my plate
You must still love me not to let it in by three that day
Well
Ok I understand (But)
Don´t be to quick to judge me (A book by the cover)
I ´m not your type? How do you know?
I just need 3 minutes, in this song
obstacle a standing in my way.
Its a nitwit with a weekend badge
He standing by the gate and as I slide her to a halt,
He yells where in the hell you
the graveyard gate And she wrote
By God I'm going to Bodie By God goodby God
By God I'm going to Bodie By God goodby God
A cold and desolate ghost town died in
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