Lyrics:
home
Far too much
Time is now to make it out this bush
Gotta live my life in the way I should
Guide my bros An let my fam be good
I've gotta be
it and did it
Raise a power fist
24/7 just look where I was at
They fueled by cowardice and called us
Powerless and proud of it sucka shit
We gon' keep
the album's storyline breaks off[03:44.19]As this song was not originally[03:46.52]Intended to be on this album[03:48.01]Inspired by Picasso's blue period
The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before
representing the Git It Boyz
This your boy Chingy
And matter of fact,
I wanna shout out everybody who had something to do with this album
The Features
bush
Burning lapakish
Backwoods by the tree load
No where close to equal
Beating up the beat slow
Making sure you feeling every second
Like an eighteen
the coupes and the Lincs)
(What you get?) (top models that gargle in the mink)
(Who you hit?) (whoever want it, I take it to the brink)
(It's funny, but I
Downtown New York
Last floor, penthouse view
Still thinking I still want more
Oh y'all want more?
20 Track album ready, mixed, mastered, done, finished by
Bush
Your favorite rapper is dope
But still very puss leave him in the woods
Body parts in like every bush
That's how the dessi look
The world already
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
"This is for, all my smokers"
Yo, ya'll done made the album, you heard yes sir
"This is for, all my smokers"
"This is for, all my smokers"
Yo
Ayo,
It’s something that feels empty
To everyone who
Reaches that point this concept of
The selfish human, this idea of
Separation by race, or gender
weh bwai cash
Inah bush yo get Stash
Mi mek yo food get Mash
Come shet down Bwai Bash
When Di 15 ah Lash
Get wet like Carwash
Every pussy start
In the garden district
Where the plants grow strong and tall
Behind the bush there lurks a girl
Who makes them strong and tall
The villagers call
There should be twenty guys doin' twenty for treason
Then 20,000 more by the end of this season
The Bush Administration has red blood on it's hands
shh, then cue in the music
Like we’re livin’ in a scary movie
Once upon a midnight dreary
Sitting by the fire in our study feeling scary
Writin’ our
Town
Giving out invitations then shooting them down
But fun is something that can be easily shook
By the throat of the dark raspberry bush
It’s
sage
Who said I ain't on a roll
All my albums gourmet or Adobe in the sun or a jewel To your day
As long as women like it
I don't give a fuck what yall
mobile)
This for my niggas with the pretty cars (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggas who got all the hoes (look at the grill on my
the freedom of speech, freedom of speech, article one, the G.G.O,
Can't just fall fo anything man, what's the science behind that?
Can't understand why Bush
the fuckups too
My boy Austin, who's in a
Band called Slow Hollows
Is really sick with guitar he's playing
On three songs on the
Album, and the things that
is adored by the world
This album has some lovely samples of
Beatles music it has, for instance
Eight new titles wrought by the incomparable
John
this time it is still deadly hazardous
And Bush isn't really being all that inaccurate
When he says, we're winning the war 'cause it's staggering
But
if not me where the cancer is
They been doing this before Jesus of Nazareth
And after all this time it is still deadly hazardous
And bush isn't really
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