Lyrics:
the other one lacks it
Guns are power controlled by assets owned by financial forecasters
Who are the masters? They are the gangsters, they are the bankers
the R101
She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside
Drum rolled tight, her canvas
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
me pictures of the Broadway Nights
And I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty three dollars,
the R101
She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside
Drum rolled tight, her canvas
I walked down past the courthouse square three blocks or maybe four
Run into my old friend there who runs a handy hardware store
I said mornin' Lon
He walks on by the rest of us
As if he hadn't heard
A thousand bucks went to the man
Who could ride this wild cayuse
A meaner horse was never born
Than
never said a word
He walks on by the rest of us
As if he hadn't heard
A thousand bucks went to the man
Who could ride this wild cayuse
A meaner
that I'm saying, make it's heard
Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird
"Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird"
"Run, run, run, from
(Ayo blast that shit, Max)
Blast that shit back if you blastin'
Ayy
UberX to Hidden Hills
Give me somethin' I can feel
If they come to Hidden
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
Yesterday I was a bum and broke
Today I am a star and broke
In this town that's called progress
Run devil, run devil
Run devil, run
I got somethin' make the devil gonna run
Keep him dancin' 'til the break of dawn
Devil gonna try to take
Helplessly hoping
Her harlequin hovers nearby
Awaiting a word
Gasping at glimpses
Of gentle true spirit
He runs, wishing he could fly
Only
was fly
Grabbed me by my hand and I thought I would die
Said she wanted to take me home to make love
Now that's the kind of rap that brothers dream
quarter)
Now it's bottle service, and you niggas can't ignore us (bow)
Run the score up, double back for the pour up
To the max, nigga really nauseous, I'm
you ain't just gonna let a nigga come and punk you, ha?
Stunt and front you, ha?
Straight up run you, ha?
You know who got that fire green, ha?
You
by)
Walk down, curb side, head shot (yeah)
I'm thinkin' big racks (big racks)
Sawed off, chest shot, Mad Max
I'm smokin' big dope, I don't need
Equinoxial swore by the green
Leaves on the tree
That he could do more work in a
Day than Pheobe could in three
Three, he could do more work in a
Day
tried forever more.
You have heard this story told
By the young and by the old
How the Indians killed Venero
On his way to Rocky Run.
Many years have
One two three four five six
There was a guy
And his name was Johnny B
The loudest man in the land
Alright, ok
Alright, ok
Alright, oK
Uh huh
! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
you ain't just gonna let a nigga come and punk you, ha?
Stunt and front you, ha?
Straight up run you, ha?
You know who got that fire green, ha?
You
that's my lunch
Ru-ru-run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's an honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
Yeah, give a ready baby boy, beta
crossed the ocean
They now begin to pour
Out from the boat and up the shore
Two by two they enter the jungle
And soon they number more
Three by three
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