Lyrics:
diamonds in silver
Or this platinum? You acting
Stacking, style sweet
Me? I'm on Canal Street wit wild heat
Tryin' to make my child eat
Poke and Tone
about our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now nothing can take you away from me
We've been down that road
freedom given, only grateful livin' here
Well, I heard about a generation, gone by, a generation gone by
about, taking me to L.A
Fab: You know what I'm talkin' about. I'mma take you to L.A
Female:I don't know you. Where I know you from?
Fab: Look you ain'
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
And when do you think it will all become clear?
'Cause I'm being taken over by the fear
Life's about film
Attention please, rainbow is the new black
Violence enterned the streets, the goverment does nothing, only you can something about it, use your
for rhymes
You got to save it for David and wave it if you think that I gave it
I never gave a damn about a critic so save it
I run amuk demanding
All the stars overhead
Gives us more to imagine
Eyes wide open, letting in
All the magic that's about to happen
CHORUS:
There's no end to where
not one
And one day you gon' be wit your son
I could've rapped about my hard times on this song
But heaven knows I woulda been wrong
I wouldn'ta
Many events
Continue or close tonight
Like Eliah and the prophets!
But nobody talks about it
If not by hearsay!
Moses, Moses, carve another tablet
It's hard to get by without that click clack feeling of going in too fast
Scary life, super wild man soundtracks
It's hard to get by without that,
to stop Trillville and Three 6, Hell no
I know by now someone told you about the cracker in Memphis
Three 6 picked up two years ago, the shit was
Johnny, telling lies
Don't you know all men must die
Whiskey whiskey whiskey dot tango tango foxtrot
Factoids about webfonts
Cunning like an ocelot, wild
drink Act' nothing else
You can ask Sprite by us
Ice in the cup don't melt
Off-red, Saint Laurent belt
How they gon' sue they self
Gave a couple
Send her off to a little bible college in Missouri
And now you come back sayin' you know a little bit about
Every little thing they ever hoped you
of the living's overrun by the Dead
Had your chance now its time to dance with the devil to a southern gospel haunting
Holding your head high like a saint
Let me
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
impressed, by the better sex, take a piece of raw
Vegetable and hold it to your breast and say you stood
For nothing. You were just a hole that lacked
and my game is harder
I'm not tryin' to say you're out there dissin'
I'm just tryin' to say lil' nigga listen
Before you grab the mic and act wild
Bitin'
To apple trees
To where I can see
Their branches meet the skies
Well I'm growing wild, and I am wanting...
To feel the clouds by my side
There are greener
I'm around
You get by without her even better
I don't kid myself about happy endings
I'm too old for that now
Out on my doorstep, your lip burst
Well, I'm gone, honey, gone like the wind
Leave a wild trail of dust, every road seems to end
Well, the days slip on by and I'm tired of being alone
away
When I think about it even now
I find a reason to smile, somehow
[Chorus]
'Cause I've still got yesterday, running wild, yesterday
When I
aint racing by us
But damn if they do
Im turning to baby driver
Hey Lorenzo tell your pops
Im sorry for what I'm about to do
Helicopters coming soon
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