Lyrics:
and the golf course
Carry the New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds
You're probably wondering by now
Just what this song is all about
What's
life is so real, they dog me in and bring me home nine-trey
Took the city on my own crime raid (N.Y.C.)
Invadin' clubs, with brazy bloods (tell 'em)
dimensions
4th and 7th Chakras lend the best connection
Third Eye Wide
Third Kind mind
High as birds in sky
A word to wise
Fly cursed In-disguise
My
Would you like to hit the fat bud
Or perhaps should I run your name through the mud
I mean are you giving up the nappy dugout?
She said no well then
we're from
Detroit baby
You got 15 seconds to get this seat now
We're gonna start this show and blow your mind now
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
(Who's your
every night!
(every night) hahaaaaa!
Yeah! - You wanna lose your life? uh!
Money is the key in the street life!
(street life)
Yeah! yup! - You wanna lose
and the golf course
Carry the New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds
You're probably wondering by now
Just what this song is all about
What's
The wolves, my love, will come
Taking us home where dust once was a man
Is there life before a death?
Do we long too much?
(And never let in)
acclaim
That's that thang
That blow your brain
But that feeling that I got
When we met in 7th grade
Cuz nobodies perfect
But your perfect for me
It seems
that thang
That blow your brain
But that feeling that I got
When we met in 7th grade
Cuz nobodies perfect
But your perfect for me
It seems
Nobody's
Ballin since the 7th grade
Everything I do is big
Cuz i don't hesitate
Pose a toast let's celebrate
I just need the cake
On that henny straight
Only
know they name
I just beat it bust it out the frame I'm pulling out they braids
Use to pray about the life I live way bacc in 7th grade
Now I'm crushin
Heaven Father, let me lead by example
Let me be Your servant
Give you the true word that's spoken
Have ya heard it? Have ya noticed?
Don't be deceived by
"Never to go to war with one another again"
". . .Juden. . ."
"This country is at war with Germany."
"December 7, 1941, (the Japanese have
irrelevant
Writing you a canticle
My language is semantical
Like I'm on the 7th year
We calling it sabbatical
Fill me up with wisdom
Making me grammatical
all I wanna do
Is dance through this life with you, oh
When seven Spanish angels come to carry me home
The steel stops cryin' and the fiddle's all
Whiteness Gang, we keep on yelling
Let them know it's not okay to be telling
How you making money, copping a 7th
Good Gas, u know that's what we selling
Don't
around to catch a wave
I never can be replaced
Duplicate it’s never same
Bitches call from 7th grade
It’s hard too shake this game
I’m still deep in they
and re-meet each other save a place in Heaven
Til the next time we meet forever
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
and re-meet each other save a place in Heaven
Til the next time we meet forever
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
legend refreshing the essence of the direction blessings assexion to 7th heaven
[Chorus]
We could Fucc by the shore beaches that’s sandy
Do ya wanna see
to a very thick tree route.
The champion and his caddy talk it over.
He;s going to play it safe and punch out with a 7 iron
with a 8 stroke lead this is
push come to shove
We protect ourselves and the ones we love
Stay at home, sit and judge
Or celebrate life and hit the club
Everybody just wants
Don't make me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you
And when the lights is out, they don't come back on
This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come
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