Lyrics:
the pass I assist like Stockton
Tell the mailman got a plan, no one can stop it
Ima be the leader in the cockpit
No one caring
White boy staring
But I'm red
On the hard blocks of the Chi
Even I think about moving out to River Oaks
As my liver soaks in mad Hennesy
'Cause I have a bad tendency
To do a lot
to River Oaks
And bleach my fuckin' skin so I can look like these white folks?
Just to get some assistance
Because the brutality in my neighborhood is
When they come to jump a board, I won't ollie out
I too was once a snotty nose with a potty mouth
One day you get one oak, then pop it out
And poppin'
to turn them or pastures go see (seed)
They are gone where the forest of oak trees before
Have gone, to be wasted in battle.
Down from the green
smoke
Me and my kinda folk
There's a whip of southern wind singin'
And a red sun sinkin'
Back beneath a grove of oak trees
We're takin' it slow,
since the day that I learned that my brother was dead
I've just come from Billy Pritchard's
and I know why your hands are red
He said, You took him
to go to the manager, ask for customer service, still get named (named)
My hoe yellow, my opps red, we gon' pullup leave 'em all dead
My fit black,
of that oak tree
You wrecked all our plans you ran out of my life
Blew through two red lights to two ninety five
You stole what we had like a thief in
white thang, chillin' at the red light
Top down and that mothafucka gorgeous
What about that Royal Oak AP with the black face
Yeah, that mothafucka
In a nothing to do town, nothing is going down
after them stars show up
It's all dinners and TVs, and red lights blinking
And everybody's
By Robin Williamson
Purple clouds turn scarlet in the setting sun
Where sagebrush turns to alive oak and the white tail run
The air is cool as music
baby, I can stand
I been meek, hard like an oak
I seen pretty people disappear like smoke
And friends will arrive and disappear
You want me, honey baby,
corner, they got heat baby
They go Oak Cliff with tem choppers, dirty D baby
We on that molly water, we don't sleep baby (No sleepin')
I hit your
The airport's like a stop light to me
Sittin' on red, green light go
Can't see my family
My family grew into a global trance
Or fans, some may call 'em
dig it?
You fed, you dead, see red
My lead, yo head, I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me navigate
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
HGM and 'nem
If niggas know me, then they know I'm still that guy from the middle
Type to put it all on the line in a pickle
Free the red nose
taliban pon my side (yo)
Dem boy dem nuh like me cah me a thief wife (yo)
Dem boy dem nuh like me cah me a tek life (Lawd God)
Real life, we a bubble Red
to River Oaks
And bleach my fuckin' skin so I can look like these white folks?
Just to get some assistance
Because the brutality in my neighborhood is
Down in the meadows the other day
A-gath-ring flowers both fine and gay
A-gath-ring flowers,both red and blue
I little thought what love could do
I
I know a place that's wild but safe
Where oak trees grow with pine
Where the Big Bad Wolf meets Red Riding Hood
And they laugh and get along just
the autobahn
In the distance or the
Steps of his companion just a few feet ahead
Caged court centered in a park somewhat
Densely populated with live oak trees
slide to River Oaks
Auntie Annie's when I walk through the door
Magic picture, man I'm chargin' for photos
I need me some bread, I need me some bread
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