Lyrics:
a smoking gun
Yo now she really stressed bad
Baby by her step dad
Her and lil man
All alone up in Westhave
Tough road and without a car
It's a tough
stuff
Pour me a beer in a dixie cup
I'd rather be on a back 40 where you can't even hear that highway, where
Every night we're lightin' up a bonfire
am surrounded by enemies.
Boldy I kneel before Your thrown. Singing out Your melodies
Lifting up holy hands to You. My shackles fall away
I know my
can raise hell and a drink to
Don't get me going just to go and slow it down
Pour up another round
I don't wanna hear no sad songs
I just wanna
, forgettin' the stress
Livin' in the moment girl you're the best
Raise a toast to us, let's light up the scene
In this vibe we're livin' the dream
Breakin' all
the character in the song
Dead by the end of the song but he's been dismembered as well
And the Front Porch Boys stopped
And looked up at me just long enough
would you stand me in line?
What would you do
If I open up my heart to you?
Would I just be another who's wasting his time?
Darling are we just good
To carry you to sleep
Over the midnight sea
I will sing you a song no one sang to me
May it keep you good company
You can be anybody that you want
Start a family and raise them just like you should
But I like to party got to stay out all night
Can't find my way home
I'm blinded by these city lights
with them shanks and things
Havoc: Have you curled up on the floor
Feelin' the pain
Prodigy: And nine times out ten we ain't even start the shit
it cut it
Don’t wanna dig it up
It’d mean
Spreading this infection
Never name, no attention
You were the one I fear and believe in
But time takes
I can slow down through my high
Take it slow now, don't you cry
Through the mess that was made
I'd go through it all again
To ensure
That I end up
him cause I stay gold
Rubberband bankroll, load the Mac 11
Let's roll! We gotta take mo'
They got me on my mobbing ish
'99 stick-up kids, niggas came
you bothered by the system getting harder?
Do you miss your holy mother?
(Bite me)
Don't eat the eagle
Raise her up all the bones are for dogs
(Fight
Sleepy head wake up
Wipe the whiskey from your eyes
Turn and reach for me
Get hit with a surprise
My daddy didn't raise me
To get knocked around
And my Father said I can sit down
By him he granted me the right to conquer permission
I'm an overcomer wake up and keep the things
That remain which
aye gettin money like the boys in the bands
but it’s me by myself in a room with a mic go figure
pull up ableton & make a jam, send it back
to top; top to bottom and back.
Now as I lay me in da cup, gettin' fucked up,
Puffin' on blunts, and comin' up with some mo' of dat funky stuff.
Rough
It's like a Jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under they tryna pull me under
All my sisters and brothers so I
Raise it up
with them crazy students
I'm Morgan Freeman, you Jim Moody
Ask how high, then I'm smoking Cooley
Out-snacking Scooby, you saving doobies
I'm smoking
Highest I can climb tonight's a barstool
The company I'll keep is old Jim Beam
He stands up to the ice just like a soldier
Saluting my impossible
for like fuckin' half an hour.
I thought you were picking me up right now.
Well, I was going to but I had to stop at the store, and get some fucking
you would… (haha)
Raise me to the sky when
I'm feeling so fallen
When I feel I'm so dispensable
Please show me love and
Take me close
Yea
Raise me
No one thought we could go this far
I'm so ready to fly
Gas me up
You're my superstar
I'll find another heaven
Raise me up
And we'll be flying up
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