Lyrics:
in the city still high
Everybody from the area together so we ride
2170, all the boys let it go
'Cause we live by the code
Yeah, I grew up, I'm
You can't get over it
You can't go round it
You cant go under it
I know because I've tried
Checking the walls on every side
And if I could pray
Or do
feel the hope within
I know the rush of life
Under my skin
I feel the angels in the air
They watch over me
They gather round me
They ground me
They
wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say
to get laughed at for bein' different
Now I get paid for it
That's the come up I guess
They used to yell over me
Now they say it under they breath
You
A mother's love, close enough to touch
A false front was all it was
A passion so fake, controlled by the play
On the darkest of days, the daughter
When you're lying on your back under the foot of brutality
And gagging on the stockpile of junk
Left by past generations and apathetic mentality
mess in darkness
No electricity, something's all over me, greasy
Insomnia please release me
And let me dream of making mad love to my girl
We've been climbing the walls
Tearing it out
I'm under your skin
Bows in your eyes
Murder on gin
You hide inside
But I'm coming in
It isn't
He'd already put Joe and Jeramiha six feet under.
They were drunk as the skunks, they were on their way back from the saloon. They passed Steve
support
Living day by day on the edge of the lens
But he didn't realize that life was short
Now Eazy turning your sleep put your heat
My stars as I match
My stylin', is the record straight from the Shaolin
By the kiss of the Black Fist
Shit is sick, here to make ya want to drown a fish
Under water,
Don't come over here my solar system's in ruin
All I need is a little bit of glue
I'm under construction
Contradictions rising we must deflect
Four o'clock this morning
That familiar noise
End of bedtime stories
I've put away my toys
I'm not afraid of shadows
Don't look under the bed
believing
Before I begin I'm over.(Disconnected)
[Chorus:]
Broken off again
And I'm only not lonely when I'm lonely by myself
Now the pain again I
you suffer when I bust a funky dope rhyme
I'm not your average everyday type of rapper
I beat you down and run you over like a tractor
And keep goin,
Över Lapplands kala fjäll
Nere I edet och viken
Mellan stadens höga hus
Flög en svala så liten
Genom natt och genom dag
Genom förort, by och
pull a damn anorexic bitch in a tug o' war
But then I made enough money for me to fund a tour
Now the ladies show me the goodies under their Wonderbra
inner ear be asking me to listen to you sincere
That dudes a geek & you a freak of the week
Parliament LP's, Passin Me By like The Pharcyde
I'm parlaying
Well I decided to take the bus
It was about 6:05
'Cause I could hardly walk
In fact, I was just barely alive
Under the bridges and over the street
to the usual
Cut ya own grass them snakes using you
They wish it was bout two of you
Under the influence
Dade county nigga touch money be the movement
My
wonder by wonder
Over sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say
25th
Verse 1
Man I love Christmas
Cars on the driveway
Everyone you love but haven’t seen up in the same place
Presents by the tree kids, trying
Rainy Days
Gusts over the sea
Morning gray
Rain that never cease
How could i ever escape
Feeling like an island,like a castaway
With nowhere to go,
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