Lyrics:
(Can't keep running away)
Triple Black Louis V's provided
By the Sudanese
Walking through the desert conversating like
It's you and me
Kanye shrug,
To belittle friction
Is by giving nutrition
In non-fiction
Grounded by this groove and my diction
Even if the temperature changes in the evening hours
My
shit make a difference in me and you
You was supposed to be here, nigga
Nigga, I wasn't 'posed to be in this motherfucker
Man, you know what I'm
become terrible
Ill die in this place and there'll not be a burial
To blister in hell less im saved by a miracle
But when im most lost a strong hand
I got all this sauce on me
And I still ain't met a nigga drippin' sauce like me (haan)
Bel-Air mint condition, drop top, I feel like the Fresh
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
wanna be
You can tell by the noise that the boys are back again
Together makin' history
It's time to show how to be a superhero
Just like showtime,
SPREAD YOUR HEAD
(testo e musica, l.noir)
Intro: Am C Am C G Am
F D
Days, spendin' all my days
C Am
listen to the noise...
F D
Drive, monkey by my
In the mornin' light, when the dew drops softly kiss the ground
I'll be by your side, never gonna let you down
Through the storms we'll face,
Hello hello, may I speak to the E?
This is me, is this the doctor M.D.?
Yo P it's kinda early, who's there Laverner and Shirley?
Is it Kate
beat elitists.
Element five,
Fully sold on operation,
Jeopardized on my survival.
I will survive when sprayed by heavens liquid ammunition,
I'll
Dance!
Everybody groove to this party.
Just Dance!
cll we wanna do is have fun..
(Verse 2)
Lights flash, bodies clash, Dance on the stage,
Got you by my
Hoodstar forever nigha
Y and T
All that all that
They done let the Gzz in the door
This some big boy shit
This ain't no starter pack
Niggas talking
It's Yellow
I been BIG before Bad Boy
Make sure y'all get it right for the tabloids
Still fuckin up the city making mad noise
Just know the star will
Sitting on the car seat
Six by the back street
Five on the concrete (How many bottles on the)
Four by the window
Three in the shadow
Two only but
this night in
There's no feeling more inviting
We're never going home
Never gonna be alone
1 when we leave the house
2 A.M. we're feeling it now
3, we
One LP down and I'm still driving this 306
I thought by now I'd upgrade put it on my plastics
Yeah that's right I got more than one
Oh fuck it
I wasn't made for this you know
Working 9 to 5 and shit
Aware of this a long time ago
That's why I feel so out of orbit, yeah
Crooked yes I know
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
apologize if I offend ya
Speak with the proper tenor, high percentage shooter
Whether five percenter Buddhist Muslim
Punching the air like Cuba Goodin
In that
Boat on the water, gently messin
Earth singin', soul refreshin' Nothin' but good vibes, life's a blessing
City noise, fade your place by breeze Mind
relentless
Abundant well of shattered memories
Flourish within me
As I reek of despair
They render me broken
This white noise solidified in my lungs
This one goes out to you
Out to Ced
Out to Moe
Out to Trev
Out to lunch
Back from brunch
Captain Crunch
A lovely bowl of cereal
Just got
I've been chasing dreams running down these city streets
Fighting through the noise trying to make ends meet
Climbing up the ladder reaching for
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