Lyrics:
Shawty down for da ride
Slip ima hit dis go go off oh oh I
Bad little bitch she can feel me from da inside
N by da inside I mean by her insides
This track
Day by day, minding my P's and Q's
The music that I play, got me into a groove
Rolling away, down the road as I cruise
Rolling away, down the road
and a club,I'm leaving tracks on the white rug
Punk tried to rif and he met double-live slugs
I ain't the nigger to step to
I'm catching bodies and the next one
downtown
Screaming with the top down
Sirens shrieking loud
Cop cruiser crying out
I was on the crosswalk
Distracted by the crosstalk
Bent down to tie my
two three
Mash Out
If hip-hop is dead it's rock and roll now
So bang your head on the wall until you pass out
The road to success is shitty nothing
(Come in)
Hop in that bitch and I go
I cannot stress this bitch no more
Fifty racks came outside from the mall
Still come kick down your door
on a fast track
I wanna be earning
You're cool with getting by
That's why you starve prat
I ain't concerned about you, I'm getting mine
There's nothing I
fiends, bare whores, bare kitties at the door
Man needs a cat flap too many shots I've secured
Defo cured by now bro I'm sure cah the wetter the better
your sister to the bar
One, two!
I'm knocking on your door
Three, four!
I know you want some more
Five, six!
Pour a glass of MIST TWST
Seven, eight!
Dust
on the road, I'm still gon' get by
I would jump off a plane just to chill in the sky
Face-to-face with the clouds, lookin' at them in the eye
Yeah, boy you
(We got London on da Track)
We're not against rap
We're not against rappers
But we are against those thugs
It's the thuggish ruggish bone
It's
Headed south and I didn't look back
I rode the wind off the beaten track
I tried runnin' from the thought of you
Hunted down by what I know is true
look at me, yeah I've moved up
'Cause I'm on the road for the cream
And you're still chasing the dream
Nah, that's not good for the scene
How you gonna
number one
(banging on the elevator door)
Hey! Let?s track ?em down!
KWIRK
Hey, what?s that sound on the elevator?
(The crowd breaks out yelling!)
find his way to work blindfolded
All the way from his front-door step up on Dublin Hill
Down into the belly of the city - just
Just followin' his nose
clothes
But I use to rock my bro's hand me downs
On the road taking the bus to Barrydowne never made honor roll, my family let down
Putting me
surfin'
Picked up the pen
Yeah i got it like that
cnd I'm still on the road
So i got pack my gat,
In the book-bag
That's where the pounds
I am
three, they're still on the prequel
I'm on the shoulders of giants, man, I'm gonna free fall
Deep down, we all know there's more to life
Than just
down
I put it down
Why destroy what you love
Look around
Surrounded by chalk marks on the ground
Where the lost got found
Why it all come
the casa, your god exists
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
the road
Flew back then flew in
My mum knows what I'm doing
And deep down, I know she's screwing
I fell asleep with 13 scores in my mouth
Had a dream about
stop by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7, need a natural graze road
I'm already blowed; hit
door neighbor wanna relocate, uh
You can hear me across the county line, bagging up dimes of rhymes, and I'm moving 20 P's at a time
Black sheeps son
the rises catch them by surprises
Take them for it all with no compromises
Alpha Dog homie it's more than a title
So focused on my game so I'm sighting my
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