Lyrics:
We put up our tent on a dark green knoll outside of town
By the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse-Faced-Ethel
And her
it when they get the bill
For we wrote the story of the old brigades
We know the glory of yesterday's parades
We'll sell Old Blighty yard by yard
whole truth, no
Undercover freak, I'm guilty
Check please, pay the cost
To be the boss, just bill me
I can tell by the way you've been
Lookin at yo
grows hot when your Libra air
Breathes anywhere near my thought
So be the main, mainstay in my resting lair
So this passion won't go dark
'Cause after
as me and the boy Kelly
With the suicide doors, fuck 'em all
We got hits like a thirty shot clip
When we throw it in the air, everybody hit the floor
she's sleep getting woke up by the cops in the back
By a dumpster didn't even greet 'em with fear, grinning ear to ear, said "my husband meeting me here"
made from bill blake's horses of instruction.
I invented ground so I could break it and throw it in your eyes.
By the way, nasa bit space from
a whopping cut
And whisked away their workman's comp and pauperized the lot
[CHORUS]
I bought a first class ticket on Malaysian Air
Landed in Sri Lanka
so I stick Slick
Hold it right here, hands in the air, I know you got the loot
Or better yet, face down on the ground, empty your pockets troop
And blood in his eyes
And he's looking at you, kid
As he races on by
So watch out for his hooves
They're going to kill you for sure
He's got some kind
[Verse 1]
Somewhere, out there, hear 'em gaspin' for air from drownin' in despair from the shit that they hear that's blastin' everywhere
And I can't
that you see is probably styled by me
I'm rockin OG's, with the Nike Air, slightly rare
Fluffy OZ's of the Jack Herer [?]
Listen here, we outta there,
like forever
There's air conditioning and brand new nails
And phone calls from people in Chicago
why
Pay no mind
Got no mind
Stay outside
So
do it like me
Come by and you'll see!
They can't do it like me
Come by and you'll see!
Throw your hands up in the air
Wave like you just don't care
that you see is probably styled by me
I'm rockin OG's, with the Nike Air, slightly rare
Fluffy OZ's of the Jack Herer [?]
Listen here, we outta there,
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin' can save ya
Nothin'
Just throw your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just don't care
you niggas I pop put a shell in you niggas
My nice watch'll Helen Keller you niggas
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin' over
Blowin' game by
the air
What the fuck is goin' on?
I mean
I know they didn't let Snoop in the house
But goddamn it, I'm here, goddamnit
I was able to get in, so shit
Show
on a bench/
I feel flued, but I still joy the air's smell.
She looked terribly through the shop window on me.
Yes I waited the meeting of our eyes,
She get
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
On the swing of words in print
Footprints in paper money
Telling you the route
But in the root of the matter
Greenie pays the bills
Greenie gets the pills
talkin' 'bout nothin' with a flow so disgustin'
Ashtray by me that I gotta dump my guts in
Need substance, feed it to the public
No one gon' touch it
man brawl three men fall
Bullets flew I had to drug my man behind a wall
Left a wet trail, delivered these slugs like air mail
Directly at the cat
the cab, drunk as hell, weed and Beck's on my breath
I'm undercover so I'm dressed in turtleneck and the vest
Tec by the waist, yo cabbie make a left
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