Lyrics:
on the defense
You’re a long, long way from home
So many keeping you here, but where
You’re a long, long way from home
Not getting out is a fear
Another deal
it’s a crazy ride
But I can’t go back
Running out of time
Half way there till I’m by your side
It’s a lonely road
But I’ll make you mine
Oh
There
verse
rush on my mind like a chris tucker movie/
every hour I go heavy running up the miles on the chevy/
far from living malibu lifestyles
Leezy on his way we gonna be out there in a minute
But what's goin on with you though? Cause I hope you ain't frontin
Cause it's too late at night for
laughing cause I told her my pipe dream
But this the same bitch that's finna rip out my pipe thing
Put it on my life I'll die by this rhyme thing
Ripping n
I'm out here flying out to florida
I heard these people want
Yeah they want more of a
Great rapper like me
Extravagant outfits
Pull up like a spy kid
Chris cringle going ludicrous.
Cold as ice cubes and shit.
Cooling with my newest bitch probably bumping nujabice.
Good brain good grade and she
Leezy on his way we gonna be out there in a minute
But what's goin on with you though? Cause I hope you ain't frontin
Cause it's too late at night for
Oh my god
I'm hatching animals
And dinosaurs In my room
There's no space for them to live
And when I move out
Tear the walls and windows down
For
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
me
You can never be my worst nigtmares
There ain't no one after me
I'm da Inphynix, infinite, I'm from way back
Catch me in the future, round
Nothing left for me, fall into your gravity
Trying to find my way to make it out alive
Fall into your gravity, I can't resist the way
My eyes were
i saw you
Can you see that i'm still here for you?
Out in the pouring rain, by the way
Still waiting your answer
Moving on cause i want to tell
LIGHTS GO OUT IN PARADISE
LEAD SINGER & DRUMS: Deen Castronovo
BASS: Jason Scheff
KEYS: Jay DeMarcus
GUITAR: Tom Yankton and Chris Rodriguez
It was
Stitching and fixing me
Lost track of the way out
Lead us, show them we know how
Know how, know how, know how
How
Emita stands politely with her ox's head
sunset dreaming
Wo Djapana
Wo warwu
Wo rramani
Wo galanggarri
Hey you people
Out there
How come you ain't fair
To the people of the land?
Try
where we all grew up
Dad still parks his truck in the same old spot
Mom still cooks the same
Living by the family name
And no one's missing out
It's
and go get a psycho-therapist-analist
Way nicer than the force intended
The nicest rapper that ever came out since you could remember
Def Squad
We been copped by the rock solid the Rock sovereign
Not gonna drop like the stock market with COVID comin
We know he comin we overcomers he bore
door
Stranded on this earthly tether
It's wet and weathered by the storm
You've always found your way back home
You've always found your way back home
I'm pulling out a hit
'cause I'm fired up, I'm tired of all the bullshit
Flavor Unit, it's time to attack the prey
So make way for hip-hop's green
There's a couple things that i didn't do
Started behind i was late to Blume
There's a couple things i ain't get to say
Now people keep coming around my way
Since I was a little kid,
I tried to get out of my head
Trapped on a playground ,
I'd stare up at the sky
I didn't even know why
But daily life took
got the spirit of an angel mixed with demoniac ways of livin
So this means I'll beat the evil out of a non-believer until praise is given
(But I know)
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