Lyrics:
say
Now I'm only three hours away
Living in between the pages
Watching the strangers come and go
Just life that’s passing by
It all keeps coming
And it's never giving up
It's always a move away
A real loose cannon, a true rider
Going down to the auto shop
On the highway near the train stop
Wipin tears from her eyes,
An my next door neighbor committed suicide, was it 'cause of stress,
An if it was, was it that bad that he had to choose death?
always go down quick
So he took karate
and he still got his ass kicked
But now he's married
And he kicks his wife's ass
Says it comes from problems
That he
Adidas
We fire, y'all retire
All ugly people, please be quiet
Hov ain't get a beat from me in a minute
He heard "Just to Get By" and I was re-hired
I got
Wipin tears from her eyes,
An my next door neighbor committed suicide, was it 'cause of stress,
An if it was, was it that bad that he had to choose death?
gettin' they hate on
You walk by
They get wrong
You reply then shit get blown
Way outta proportion
Way past discussion
Just you against them, pick one
Three days of snow out in Birmingham
Thought you would wonder where I am
Called up your number all night long
No consolations on the telephone
As we drove off in your car
Didn't need to return till sun-down
So we headed out of town through the fields and trees
Away from city slickers
today,
May meet Momma for a
Mani-Pedi after we ate.
Opened the door and felt
the breeze from my balcony,
Look at my city, put up The H,
Dipped and made
that comes from hell
Should stretch down by my side.
When the night was gone and the day was come
And the sun shone through the hall,
The fairest
The Arrival
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in,
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side.
When they catch sight
And then storm clouds gathered above
Into great balls of fire
And the fire shot down
From the sky in bolts
Like shining blades of a knife
And it
I'ma break that bitch down
Out of town for the weekend, accompanied by three friends
I'm supplyin' all y'all drinks then
Vacationin' from work, end
down
Out of town for the weekend, accompanied by three friends
I'm supplyin' all y'all drinks then
Vacationin' from work, end up takin' time off
Had
Soldier, from the academy league of rollers
I deny being down though they seem to hold us
My shoulders are strong, I prove 'em wrong
I ain't doing nothing
long
I heard your man locked down now, how long he gone?
Oh dat long
How the hell he get time like that?
Three strikes with possession, aw he ain't
she chew bubble gum, tell her where I been
What I did, who I'm with
Said see me with two bitches, that's when I said it
I gotta stay the fuck away from
away my old heat
You chose to oppose me? Who the fuck you supposed to be?
Mechanical and summer hill is on three that roll wit' me
No hoes wit' me,
, matching like Santa
If I could just reach my hammer
He bust two shots, I played mice
Ran to the spot were the sun was at, quickly he was blinded by the ice
with my soul
With versions of myself I don't want to grow out
I need clarity
From this reality
I just need to breath
And water it away
The leaves succumb
shelter from the wind
Oh yeah, I thought I'd have it figured out by now
Shit would be simple, problems would be in the past right now
Me and the homies
Love, spread out like seeds
Somebody walked away from landscape poverty
I came to find you
I came to see the beauty underway
That bloomed love,
a god, let me be strong
I'ma vote for you
Oh, I'ma vote for you
I came from the sticks, we called it the crick
Surrounded by rednecks, I still wanted
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