Lyrics:
an Ernest Hemingway portrait painted by Ernie Barnes
Clean sneakers and dirty horns, last soldier of thirty gone
Who lost hope but still journeyed on
Yet
it all
Seen em ball
I seen em fall
Thats how it goes
But i aint here to teach ya
I'm just here to bless a feature
Threes pizza
Trees
Beats
Shit
gone, that's full throttle
Young Corby going in, I'm about my Elizabeth
No Sir Edmund, just Ernest Ruthorford
And they wonder how I get it from by the way
We kept it solid, me and Tubbs got a five Dangerous
I just might walk down with that nine
You ain't real, I heard you been tellin them lies
Aimin'
to win if u ain't get the clue
You can tell I'm gon shine by the way that I move
Ain't no way I can lie all I do is stay true
Keep some slimes by my side
luck - all the bitches know I got a big truck
fuck yeah big truck
Big Tubbs in a big truck
Big trucks inside bigger trucks
Big trucks for my big nuts
Two
please know you will be missed dearly.
Ernest Locke was my mentor. He taught me everything he knew. It will be hard to fill the role that he left behind.
ARTHUR: Yes.
DENNIS: But all the decision of that officer have to be ratified
at a special biweekly meeting.
ARTHUR: Yes, I see.
DENNIS: By a simple
I don't go out and party cause all I do is trap
Put my faith in god that I'm gon put us on the map
And I'm always getting fetti
Still tho I feel
back
They pulled him out and they drug him up there by a car
And took him over there and put him, hung him up on the maple tree...
That's the story
nice
I'd turn to stone right there
Part of me did but I just didn't care
And I'll bet you a quid that you've never seen
Anything like my brother's
regrets cause I learned a lot
And I earned a lot in the parking lot
Doin' dirt for the O.G's slangin' rock
They used to call me that little white kid
he get dough, it's horrible
Time is money, spend, waste, save, invest the fess
For ten K's, he'll cave a chicken chest S
Yes, y'all, the dub will
he get dough, it's horrible
Time is money, spend, waste, save, invest the fess
For ten K's, he'll cave a chicken chest S
Yes, y'all, the dub will
all kinds of sins and evil deeds, and
By performing all kinds of righteous good deeds
And Joseph's brothers came, and when they entered,
He recognized
an all-star line up
Like none I'd ever seen
Roger Miller opened the show with Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys
Followed by Webb Pierce followed by Hawkshaw
back...
kill them
Take down all those naked pictures of Ernest Borgnine
you've got hanging in your den
CAPRICORN!
The stars say that you're
Russian roulette, the chamber's spinnin'
Death by my own manslaughter
I'm going out like Ernest Hemingway and his sister
And his brother and his father
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
That's right y'all, the K double-O L, K-E-I-T-H (South Bronx)
I'm in here, I'm a let you know (I started rappin')
I can tell you can't rap, look
muscle man
To all my sisters sit back and relax yo mind
We bout to make up for lost time
Ha ha ha
No matter what I say in my lyrics
I'm guided by
that maybe he had
Help from someone else
Always seems like I get blamed
For all of his mistakes
Mom, I don't see why we need
A little brother after all
family, my brother, my geezer, my akhis)
It's just me and my brothers
Yo, it's death before dishonour
It ain't just a saying, that's a rule we live by
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