Lyrics:
kickin' shit in the O
Straight from the underground, one hundred pounds
Protected by one hundred rounds homie we’ll hunt em down
That’s word to O city
drive down the road I see too many barren patches on the sides of highways and next to the weird empty broadsides of retail stores
Safe guarded by
Standing here by the highway side
Watching these trucks blow by
Inches from my face
Yeah, thinking 'bout the time I've wasted
And the pleasure we once
Standing here by the highway side
Watching these trucks blow by
Inches from my face
Yeah, thinking 'bout the time I've wasted
And the pleasure we once
truth is I want your embrace
Coming down from the high don't let the parachute jam
That'd be a shame
I want you to stay, but its okay
If you don't feel
everything blossoms and suddenly doesn't
It's structure is the skeletal blueprint of architecture
That just never made it into a project
Built up by cores
for yourself
It's not something to be understood by someone else
Just be mindful of you hold onto while upside down
Cause not everything's a parachute
date
Something wrong with the clown when I play by the bass
When iam pounding the girl, she might never again haa
In a matter of fact I say what are we
the wrong step hope you hold yo grip
It's a long way down no parachute nigga
Stay in my zone I ain't scared of you niggas
I don't even really be aware you
parachutes for the fallen captains of industry
The corruption erupts from the den of thieves
But we’re so dumbed-down and numb now
Ad – money has got
then shut me up
Shut me down, like it's raining on the circuits. burning out
Stone, stone, stone, stoney, stone
Stone, stone, stone, stoney, stone
Back
It's another beautiful Monday
Brought to you by the Schemers Circle
Let's get it
Big Bang
Switching subjects is just something that I'm good
Armani suits
Quick to tell 'em hop off mine without a parachute
lays the mack and move on 'em
Timb jimmy choo's on 'em
Push the buggy eye big boy with 22's
ain't pull back ya hand
Gone be hard for me not to grin
Kinda ready to take the chance
Struck by your essence swear your presence something
Santa couldn't
the car
Layzie won't believe we high off the LSD
Would ya slow down, we riding on the highway
Get the wheel so I can go down on ya, I sever it on my own
truck
It ain't that I read it much
It was really just there for looks
And young love on lost highways, we needed the luck
cuz isn't it something
How
but a dream
Float my boat on down the stream
To wake up on a different shore
(?) ain't something I've ever been before
I could be a drop of summer
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
that take a lifetime
To climb in dreams, I fly above them
I'm haunted by what I saw last night
On angelic highways, waiting in the darkness
I'm
a main bitch slayer
Rocking alligators, by the time I'm done with this
Erie, PA need prayers
There's something in the water
Where I'm from
Something in
view
If it's fine by you I'll be next to you
If it's fine by you I'll be beside you
Speeding down the highway with the wind blowing through
Everything
though
And next time we in some shit nigga, you will know
See I'm pushed to the point that I put something down
And I stand over your head, like look
the county too
I went down to see the wreck like all the rest
The bloody seats, the broken glass, the tangled mess
But I found something no one else had
libraries and museums, galaxies and stars
Down the windy halls of friendship
To the rose clipped by the bullwhip
The motel of lost companions
Waits with
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