Lyrics:
All they want is to see us drowned on national day,
locked up, we're duty bound to be potted plants
And to be strangled by our own breath
Building high
broke the code, an unspoken trust
You cherish the past, I left it in the dust
Yeah! Disgraced by deceit, no turning back
What could've been, was lost
Earthbound from outer space
You let me slip right by
I can't believe they trusted you
A simple job at best
You plotted my demise
What kind of killer
Waking up early. feeling like sturdy. Gotta catch a New York flight by 630. So fresh so clean and a feeling so flirty. Sexy pretty Shardy got me
I got roughed up by them mustangs
down in Memphis, Tennessee
where the river runs dry
and the women all livin'
off of OxyContin dreams.
Well, I
a temporally warm
Not expected this mess
How to clean up
Faking my emotions to blend in
Feeling like jackal and hide
Used my search engine
Condemned for digital
the midlands and clean the chittlins
Given a new name, new religion
No freedom to vote, not even to make a decision
I saw my peoples, sold raped and took out
just eaten alive
By the parasite that you left in me
And I just want a clean slate on a blank canvas
To start again, a clean slate on a blank canvas
Stand up i call your spirit
Calm down and drop the wrath
There's no the plain with exit
Except the road of death
You're clean but with your venom
In
[Chorus]
Sit back, and let this thug shit, clog up yo' mind
Sit back, and let this thug shit, clog up yo' mind
Sit back, and let this thug shit,
a slave
To harvest the midlands and clean the chittlins
Given a new name, new religion
No freedom to vote, not even to make a decision
I saw my peoples,
Living in the land of hope
Nobody to decide what plan you want
Living in the land of dreams
Tryna make a buck, make it quick, make it clean
Why you
him of course
They could see no real good reason not to just
Take what they wanted by force
When they found him he said:
Hey, wait a minute fellas,
thing in nature
For sinking your sorrows and raising your joys
Oh what botheration, no dose in the nation
Can give consolation like poteen me boys.
like they gon
Run up in the home can tell that you a clown
Just by your cologne
305, 954 came through on that kickin' doors
That 404
Hop a nigga gate
a ride
Just get in line
Hand by your heart
Like memorize
Ask God please
Could you energize?
Beam on up
To the Enterprise
From the inner-city
divin' in, whip all your kin (bitch, baow)
(Lil Top, it's up then it's stuck with me, yeah)
Huh, I don't, I don't give a fuck what these niggas think
If you sneak dissing from your phone I ignore that
I ain't never going back a forth I'ma fall back
Though I'm from the mud I clean up good what you
she was married
But by lunch she was on the road
Her husband ain't a bad guy
But their lives were standing still
Now she's filling up
That truck
[Run]
Ahh, yo.. yo, why-yo yo
Yo yo, why-yo yo, yo
why-yo..
Seen this girl on the block by the boondock
On the spot she was down for the boot
I've worked hard all my life
Got this far by never giving up
I can see the finish line
But you keep moving the goalposts from where it was
Everybody
stay in exclusive (Like what?)
I woke up in Louis, my shades by Gucci
(I'm stylin')
My neck is a jewel house (Uh)
I fuck with Baton Rouge, ayy
Shoutout
Handle that shit
Jack one, smack one, run off wit ya sack son
Anybody wit the loot, give it up or I'ma shoot
Bow down M-town, niggaz like to ride clean
too
San Francisco in September is such a pretty sight
What a world of beauty and delight
But temperatures keep rising by degrees
Progress has our
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