Lyrics:
they competing? They just in our way
Niggas pussy so lion basically just in yall veins
So I ain't pressed or impressed
By what these niggas suggest
Now we give by the seaside
In a tree-bedroomed horse
Over-cooking the bay
I think I'm the hippiest man Clive
And our growls strangler each day
You're
to cry
Just give me cornbread in the morning so early
For you took my rags in the fold of your hand
And before you fall just like a feather and linen
I thank the Most High for my gifts they come in heaps
Ma blessings in abundance
I can't keep em all for me
A horde of horned horses seem to always
We pulling up in a motherfucking Porsche
Driven so fast I thought it was a horse
And I got such speed it's a speed force
Call me the flash I be
sirens
Just ghetto birds of the same feathers
City came alive in the dead of night from all this violence, somehow I’m still unfettered
No hear say, he
otherwise you would’ve won and beaten me by now
See how proud your parents are of your brother
But you just let 'em down
You’re a loser a clown
You had a good
never censored
I called upon an angel cuz my pillow needed feathers
Inside my addiction
I pull my own strings to feed my affliction
I write devine
autumn night
With her peaches and her blues
And the fire by the riverside
And our nothing to lose
Hey, whuddya say?
Let's just have us a look around
We
at the feather farm
Chicken rappers better get along
Chop his head from his fucking neck and watch his body run like a telethon
Buy weed until I got a forest
Get
thing to stand by
And I think you should go and die
My name is MC Death. I like things to die
But the only question I have is who, what, when, where,
died in vietnam
Now the eagle feather was given to me by an indian friend of mine
But, someone ran he down somewhere around that Arizona line
And a real
And as I get long gone
Out where the wind blows
The desert sky, she flies by for miles
And as I keep walkin'
People keep a-talkin'
About
horse for a minute
And listen to this
What I'm tryna say is
I guess I lost sight of my sin
While you put a barrel to your head
I was sitting at home
Down to my barn
When I sit by my pigs and horses
Wait till they yarn
Then I sing just to bring them forces
And when I know sleep
Has taken them all
by the store
They really are my foe
Yeah, they really some hoes
He got shot and keep it on the low
Yeah, her pussy's shaped like an O
If she a Megan,
dead, but I can't wait to pull the lever
Yeah, listen, to signed by scoot I dot my I's with a feather
I kill for niggas that'll kill for me, but LF is
lash paper kitty cat bag cash hack
One-one was a race horse. Two-two was one too. One-one won one race. Two-two won one too. (Laughs)
Like a binary code
aiming for celestial heights
Gonna ruffle feathers with my flights
Misery loves company, it's true
But I won't let it define my view!
I'll keep climbing,
to a bitch
That don't hold racks
Thinking phly like feather
Really down in any weather
My moms will tell ya
Coldgame
Ride smoothly down my own lane
Threw some
to this farmyard luck!
Chickens strutting, feathers so neat, Clucking and scratching, finding a treat, Eggs they lay, in the morning sun, A symphony
to this farmyard luck!
Chickens strutting, feathers so neat, Clucking and scratching, finding a treat, Eggs they lay, in the morning sun, A symphony
He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door
Oh, what a lucky man he was
Oh, what a lucky man he
Well they put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn't look the gift horse in the mouth
Sargent, sargent, don't you fear
There's something
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