Lyrics:
highways
Living sideways, running down a dream
Don't get me wrong I'm grateful
It's just not all that it seemed
It's funny how as soon as we get everything
really should expose
I do it by myself I don't need a middle man
They can try and take this belt
But I ain't no little man I go round for round
Deep down I
that ni**a heartless, group homes, ni**a never had no fosters
'Cause who taking home the little black kid, poor thing, his momma is a crackhead
So
(Jamaican man talking & Babu mixing)
"Everybody got dreams of makin cash money"
(Chorus-Iriscience)
Trade money
Different color and shape
pay your rent
Lemme take it way back to the date I mentioned
I don't know what happened I just know there was some little tension
If you don't get it
I would dream about the end of the world
I would see the heavens
Be caught by you
You and me will be here
I will sit here and I will watch
Us
You
miles
A little outta line when I'm by your side
‘Cause you're the girl of my dreams, yeah yes
I feel so funny inside, I'm out of my mind
For you I go down
I find it kind of funny how these bummy dummies get up in the industry
Calling themselves rappers
And it really makes me wonder how they ended up
a lot
And live thru a book
Years later hit the street
All the shit that he took
Go figure
We would grow up
Dream a little bigger
Kill a little liver
Fuck
A funny jetlag, a new-born child, a mom and a dad
It's not simple to say
We translated a pray
Oh God I'm so in love
With this little gold bag
…lil' gold bag
fucking wave
Little mami got that body I'm just feeling on her waist
Wanna pull up to my place
Stepping out the spot now we on the way
On the way here we
call these world lines
Ooh, your life was so easy
So it's funny how you try to turn around and say you don't need me
You said, you said
Funny thing
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
I've been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I've cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways
We
at the football games
'Cause the new south, thank God
Is still the same
The new south is still the same
And I'm damn glad of it
I don't want no little ol' danish
hip-hop was good
There lived a little boy who was misled
By a little Sha-tan and this is what he said
"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash
Jacking
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
I've been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I've cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways
We
Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
the fuck is so funny)
Couple shit that i've seen wit my own eyes
Pretty shawty was beat and abused By Nigga That really just feed her wit more lies
I've seen
you for having over 2 bodies or not being Puritan
Funny how the worlds like the crucible but times ten
Killing each other for no God damn reason
"Shit"
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Ecstasy
Never had any
For a beetle
For a friend
For the end
Little demon
On my back
"Kid's like dead"
Or so they say
Wake up, the sunshine
Is
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