Lyrics:
how it is and that's how it goes
The city with the 8 and six big O's
New York is a crazy city man.....
Yo, my home boys Run DMC
Jimmy
Sol
Sunset by the beach
Golden hour
Feel the breeze
Feel the breeze
Sunset by the beach feel the breeze
I'm with my seeds planted by this water
understand
That the world progresses
And we have medicine, computers
And different countries
And not everything is solved
By soaking ourselves in holy water
going(oh you see it to)
We taking trips to Italy I'm rubbing on her feet(Ah you see it to)
Kick it by the sand while we running in the beach
Man my life is
and injustice, turned upside
The ocean floats up the river
Trees hang from sky
Now I close my eyes
To a dream
The wicked poets
Take the whip to the pen
Screaming,
rhyme
I'm divine the way I write my passage tryna pass the time
Dropping dimes in the water like I'm losing my mind
Done breaking my spine by giving y'all
(Yeah yeah)
I'm the only (Only yeah)
I won't leave you lonely (Lonely)
Pickin' up the phone and, call me
I'm a take you down down down
To the city by
where I found home
And it takes me, out of control, to the beach we run
Flying high over seas
Flying high over water
Living the day when I found a way I
been turning to a sigh
I wish that I could make the time
To be in biscuit city by and by
Oh the water is of emerald
And the beach is white as snow
people like you
Full of calm full of Truthly blue
Oh my beach boy you look good
By the way if you want
We can go surf all day long
Oh my beach boy
I love
And the boys from the casino dance
With their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score
And Sandy,
And the boys from the casino dance
With their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score
And Sandy,
and think you're funny
Post on Instagram
Haters hit you up, they comment
You take 'em off, but they not-
Gone in your brain
I plot got, bombs like I'm Bane
wanna take my life
Yeah, yeah, why?
Ain't nobody fly like me, uh-huh
Spendin' on expensive shit, uh-huh
Neck and my wrist icy, uh-huh
Small boy
riddin' in a Maybach commissioned by Virgil
I threw bait at the bitch and she bit it like a turtle (bit)
I can't fuck her raw 'cause her pussy too fertile
Oh dig, dig, dig a little deeper in the well boys dig a little deeper in the well
If you want a good cool drink of water you gotta dig a little de
still waters
Restores my soul
Leads me down, leads me
Through the valley
Through the unknown
The way led by His sovereign hand
All we like sheep have gone
Okay, just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself
We'll get you through this, take a sip of water
Deep breath, that'll do it
And welcome back as you can
Okay, just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself
We'll get you through this, take a sip of water
Deep breath, that'll do it
And welcome back as you can
What Kind of Man
I found a piss in a bottle on Secret Beach.
A plastic bottle, half full of piss,
Which I guess, makes me an optimist.
It didn’t
the water's getting closer
But the tide's not coming in
Life can be like how you dream
Just take a break from everything
And find a song to sing
All together
and bread pon di beach side
Straight outta the water like a crocodile
You know mi affi come harda
Boy dem soft like a gizzada
Gun shot beat dem run to dem
Yuh
Watch me flick my wrist like it got water on it
Yuh, yuh
Dat boy drippin' like he was a water faucet
Yuh
All up in his bitch till she leak water
I wanna take it off
Sweet like coconut water (anytime)
Shining like a star
You belong in the tropics
Summer breeze when you pass me by
Sweet
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