Lyrics:
ima leave 'em in the dust no stop
Kick rocks
It's the light up lifestyle and we coming to your block
I got the meanest I mean it
I'm kicking game out in
Thirty-two hundred, I keep it a buck
Little kezzy, he worthless
I don't give a fuck
Tony Ja in my chopper, these kicks going nuts
If you play with my
kick it here all day in the sun
(ct a forest preserve. Yeah. cnd i'll be here all day)
People fun and games we play in the sun
(Surrounded by all this
what I cruise
Clean from the start, I thought I was it
I was Cadillac Slick in the dust I kick
But the Caddy got parked cause I'm riding new
Eastside
pick becomes fused?
The avulsion whims its spurs in the pinches of my earth
The dust I kick of animus shatters
Recorded on my reels of tape,
coming soon
Kick my horse and wail out loud
The fog was rolling by
The dust did blow, the gold was mined
The lady, heard her cry.
Money, give me all you
you can't FUCK wit
Fool like B.G. I'm brung up down
To kick dust hit you up then I bust nigga
MACK 10's THE NAME
(I heard the name in 99 different
And titan fights inspirin music by me
Bicycle kicks, no bikes to ride
Walkin to school, bags under my eyes
Humidity, but the ocean is nice
Sweaty nights with
rolling up the basin
Amazing with the way I kick knowledge
Beatboxing when I walks through the halls of the college
Or rhyming in my mind by the side
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
wonder 's
Funkay
I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure
Sul c-notes in my tennis skirt(?)
And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this
Just one touch, and all the bricks will break in place
Pray for no wind, as dust kicks this undeveloped land
I found a flashlight in the middle
The dust never settles
F5 level kick up the bass in the tremble
Because faith that's rebel, I could show you the devil
I blaze a trail like the rays from
over at last.
Washed clean of Summer's dust
by promise of days of gentle rain.
Memories fade.
Memories fade.
Memories fade.
You could fall in
over at last.
Washed clean of Summer's dust
by promise of days of gentle rain.
Memories fade.
Memories fade.
Memories fade.
You could fall in
the kick box bitch
Jay'Ton, pull up in a Lac cocked up
22 inch chrome, bags popped up
Diamonds in our mouth, cash stocked up
Ice game six, so the game
of humankind
Is nothing'but a shell
If there's one thing that I've learned
We all end up in Hell
Buckle up and hit the gas
Kick up dust and kick some ass
Steel
Slap-yo-punk-ass-all-around
You-got-2 days-to leave town
Niggaz-got-they-dick in the dust
Style-kick-and shot the fuck up
45s, 9s, and the grenades
Blow-yo-bitch-right off
could go head up, and I'll fold 'em up slow
There's a gangsta loose, callin all cars
Just left the house in some blue Allstars
Passin' by on them
of what they know
cnd I'll be damned, when it kicks up dust
You keep holding hands
cnd feed the hearts that you stole
Memories fill me up on a slate
Footsteps echoes like the voice of choirs
Push the bike along the gravel as he turns the tyres
Pedals kick up all that dust and mould
Still inside
and near
what a pretty miss pon Monday
never know seh mi would luv yuh by Tuesday
and we can kick it on Wednesday, and Thursday and Friday
pre hook:
Every time I decide to hop on beats they'll get sling
Abuse beaten torn thrown across the damn ring
Violent how I destroy crease decrease by any
some good ole girls and boys
Kickin' up dust, makin' some noise
Through the hollers and the hills til the break of dawn
Welcome to the weekend
Drink
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