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Smokin on gas its so strong call it Hercules
I know these niggas they wanna come work for me
No Tom & Jerry a nigga gon get my cheese
I need a big
figured out
By no doctor
Got me then, I got ya
Ain't no stopping right now
Cause I'm focused on tryna go farther
Gotta make it out of these cold, cold
All of my shorties in Georgia been waitin'
All of these niggas they fuck wit' been hatin'
Hit you when I touchdown
Just let it go if ion't answer by
flows, you gotta go harder
I been fuckin' on these pretty hoes, they so fancy
I pop a little bean in the stu, I get antsy
Walkin' with the AR-15, Tom
last shot, gotta take it,
No more rules, gotta break it,
Don't count me out
TRACK WRITTEN BY: TOM QUICK
ALEX BITTLES GARY CONNOR
MATTHEW STRAFFORD
getting pass-ons, be by-gones
Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on
We feel this way every single day all day
So make way
Was
Ay Ay Ay We do it all through the day
Got these bitches waving at me
Like it’s a parade smoke Cheba with leaders
Pussy sweeter I eat her kids with
There's an old tale wrought with mystery of Tom the Poet and his muse
And a magic lake which gave a life to the words the poet used
Now, the muse
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
with no neighbors
One day, this could be my last I can't waste it
Aye
Never in a rush but I'm always on time
Never switching up, I don't gotta pick
Tom (yeah)
But it ain't e'en matter, I was trying kill these bastards
Like family don't matter, oh, oh
What's poppin', what's the deal?
What's
happy with the way that this is going
No need to rush; I kinda like the way were growing
And every day thats going by were getting closer
Closer
as the days go by
We’re not in no hurry
So we don’t need to rush these things
Only time will tell
Let the future unfold
as we cruise down this road
We never
Oddity, why did he, why do these entire societies inside of societies
And survivors still remain alive (Release) emcees
Thriving to flow, opting to go
else has learned to sling these ancient ideas
Like dead rats held by their tails
So as not to infect this newly oiled skin
I can think of nothing heavier
be ready when he comes
Ain’t no time to waste to waist right now
Eternal life in him
We’re saved by grace forever
And we will be with Him one day
I
meant your niece Nephews uncles and your kids
Now that's a trilogy
I show no empathy
Mehn fuck these niggas all These niggas
They just wannabes
Xco in
And when we make love, Jodeci on repeat
And we just get high got me all in a daze
You can call me Tom Brady, yeah I’m running these plays
Yeah, ridin’ with
an addict
Skills of a fanatic
Back in the day it was a rush
Times change life goes on
And I'm too old to give a fuck
Never stay in a box
Like an animal in
killed, u can feel da steal
N' u can tell I'm ill, by the look on my face
But u gon know how ill when u get carried away
N' get buried da day u even think
scrap of now
In the moments I'm allowed
And I'm nothing, remembering no-one
These are the days I won't remember
Drift on time and tide as time goes by
apartments overlook the traffic lights next to the rails it's a hot day, it's a, it's a hot day a lazy day for some but I'm bringing from the inside all these
There's a rhythm in rush these days
Where the lights don't move and the colors don't fade
Leaves you empty with nothing but dreams
In a world gone
Cecilia's turn
She's got the moves and the ambition to burn
She sings a song she never took the time to learn
You shouldn't do these things by halves
Now
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