Lyrics:
shit
Clothes are worn, torn up and ripped
Oh he rolling that bum ass whip
Knows his lows but no one can live
Sanity deteriorating by the minute
Falling
engrained deep into the entire track, tryna bounce back, but that girl is like crack, or heroin enough to make your life just fade to black,
Most are amazed
Long day
My bro know me well enough that he could steal my identity
Hope my girl know that with my love it's infinity
Don't want to be a memory
Fuck
blud?
Sorry for complicating things, what I mean is I'm E'd up
Oh my god, Stephen, that's enough
Oh my lord, these are good
All I wanna hear now's
your Mom suffer
I'll try but I don't know how long I can be strong
Doctor what's wrong when will she recover
I stood by her side at the hopsital bed
that you are sonnin' me
Upset I've seen enough shrimp to raw
I don't wanna make myself too comfortable
Long as my family straight, I'm on a roll
Baby
drinkin' by the dance floor, makes the girls shake, bow
A bomb a long way, now that's a futuristic loud
Good gosh-a-mole, son, where you get the flow?
It
for way to long
Walked my path my way I've gone delivering bars to take beyond
Building the bridge to be bringing em with, be winning with art we made
the land with blood
You still have work that is yet to be done
Enough arterial mist to block out the sun
Leave few survivors and turn them to subordinates
every other human
i'll burn the city down just to make you frown but won't look you in the eyes long enough to make a connection
i point our fingers
I'll dream of when I'm home 2 stay
Don't wanna say goodbye
How will I get by if u decide u think u have 2 go?
It's more than I can visualize I'm man
might as well call her Dora
Feeling like love's something you can't ignore
Man its in your head, whether you in it or ain't
But my head is empty, my brain
hears a row
He said, "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now"
He turns around in wonder and what do you think he sees?
The Georgia Militia
Ericsson, essential headcase
E17, are you from the ends?
If we're talking 90s, what about Friends?
Friday nights lay soft in Fraser
Before I ever was
the broke down walls
I can't thank them enough for the pleasure of growing old
We'll move on in a long lived story that everyone will know
But the ending's
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