Lyrics:
Street signs read anywhere anytime
Can you stop the bus
This is where I wanna get off
Confronted by trendy chic hipsters
Treading like hamsters
of trees and roots
Climbing down rocks with my hiking boots
I hear the wind, I feel the sunshine
Percolating, through tall forest pines
Life is primed
Yerrr
It's mile high
Road success, volume one
Last song but it's just the beginning
Just a young lil nigga
In his hometown home
Only 22 years old
still is snakes
But I got shit to lose
Money on the way
Making business moves
Let the niggas play
And get put in the news
See (see), how fuck niggas
live they shits pop
Hey, hey, tick tock, this is for my hoes
Make your hips rock
Light a L, baby, let the Crys' pop
Get your tick tock from this hip
And headed for the Eiffel tower
And there the street merchants
Called us out by name
"Cool shades here for the Americans"
They said in their finest
guap with me
Oversize rocks chilling in my cool chain
Louis Vuitton, homie, down to the shoe string
Got money everywhere like Bruce Wayne
I got my arm,
Party people are you with me?
Are you with me party people? (Repeat: x 4]
To the beat y'all and you don't stop
Rock the rhythm that'll make
the air solid as rock hard to pass up
Juani grabbed her by the hands
Eyes focused on her as we started to dance
Its far out the magnitude of romance that
your phony music
AND YOUR FAKE ASS SMILE
You think your so cool, your just another
ROCKSTAR DICKHEAD
Pre Chorus
My skin is getting thin thin thin
I am
(through, through, through)
Since the day you've left
Everything's bein' cool
Thought that you were fresh
But the jokes on you and now what we had
Is all that
Kupp
What sucks is I'm the underrated, always faded
Closest MC alive to being the greatest, I just hit the pavement
100 miles I'm running and dumping
gangsters
Makin robots
Who forgot
Hypnotic in a
2000 by 3000 mile box
35 year olds lost in a x box
PlayStation and videos
So that's how it goes
World
7 Miles of dirt road
Just to lie on your porch
I been chased by people
With rocks and a torch
They don't want me living
Round there any more
What ya
she rock my world, just like I want a lotta
Met a girl, said she from L.A.
Somewhere deep in the valley L.A.
No cool, she a wild thing
Cool, she
Blinded by shining tears
I've walked out into fields just to find You
Thirsting for living water
I've struck the rock in anger just to remind You
know by living
In the neighborhood familiar
With those sounds we knew it was gunshots
So automatically you know we started
Taking cover because we
Didn't
take care of the rock if y'all wanna live in it
Medicine and medicare
Cause they don't care
Your favorite millionaire
Is high up in the air
See em
Cool sucks
They are not sounding badass by writing songs about drinking,
sex and drugs
They are making drinking, sex and drugs less cool
Young adults
Everybody's rocking!
Rock'N'Roll is here to stay!
Yeah! Rock'N'Roll!
a dream
Tune em up churn em out that's what music's all about
Rock and Roll will take it's toll
So I formed a band so people think I was cool
We had no
play with these niggas
Rock a by baby, move jack a nigga
458 my caterpillar
One time for the real niggas
All I hang around is the real niggas
Cut throat,
the world turn twice
[Mr.Ness]
And I'm Mr.Ness, that rock the best
And I'm ready to rock at your request
Go on, go on with your best
Raheim is gonna do
Lover
Like Prince said you're a sexy mutha well-a
I like 'em real wild, b-boy style by the mile
Smooth black skin with a smile
Bright as the sun, I
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