Lyrics:
I'd like to join the army
Don't want to join the war
I'd take my place in line hell
Never go AWOL
We keep on marching forward
And never will retreat
you kind
They let you think your own mind
A man in Kentucky
Sure is lucky
In Bowling Green you walk your own line
Kentucky sunshine makes
I'd like to join the army
Don't want to join the war
I'd take my place in line hell (hell)
Never go awol
We keep on marching forward
Never will
cross the line (uh-huh)
But this motherfucker Ja musta lost his mind (woo)
That X got him thinkin' he was DMX
Then he switched to Pac now he's tryna
Have your baggage and your passports ready
And follow the green line to customs and then to immigration
BA 215 to Rome, Cairo and Lagos
Live for
Have your baggage and your passports ready
And follow the green line to customs and then to immigration
BA 215 to Rome, Cairo and Lagos
Live for
sleep in another life
Living my dreams like I sleep in another life, yeah
The tension so thick, you could cut with a butter knife, yeah
If that's your
medication
We'll have more on this story as it develops"
"Shady Records recording artist Obie Trice
Has apparently survived a gunshot to the head
In what
as he so they could see those
Green Circles, (circles of)
Green Circles
His face was worn
The lines they told
The dust and patience of his load
those
Green circles (circles of) green circles
His face was worn
The lines they told
The dust and patience of his load
As with the dawn he went his way
depends, carry Mac-10's to practice my aim
On rooftops, tape CD covers to trees
Line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze
Street scriptures
depends, carry Mac-10's to practice my aim
On rooftops, tape CD covers to trees
Line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze
Street scriptures
"T-Minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6.. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 zero!"
(Blast off!)
Come inside, hello everybody, welcome
Think you better be ready for the battle when
High tension line, step down
Jeanette Fletcher is strange but not in a horrible way
And Michelle Spencer is this tight
Come and hear her today
easy for the winner
Find peace within his self
We looking for the beige and
The green and the diesel
Yeah, I still got it for cheap, niggas
We looking
Free yourself that leash is long long long [x4]
I dreamt
I was buried alive
I dreamt
I was buried alive
I dreamt
I was buried alive
I dreamt
I
Basically like it's this big DC Baltimore like myth thing
But it really is no tension
Even though 92Q does not play my records
And I do not know why
She was the Belle of Biloxi back in her day
Shreveport sailing all the way to the bank
She was fish net fancy for a buffet line
Had the same red
When the whale get strike and the line runs out
And the whale makes a flunder with its tail
And the boat capsized and I lost my darlin' man
No
friends don't want to hurt me
But they told me that you burnt me
By that time you were ten miles ahead
(Cause) You're a quick change artist
Never do
My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying that the
Hell is that mean?
First it was the Glock going hand to hand
Then I got to moving
(don't matter)
Spice Girl shit, treat you like you don't matter (don't matter)
Ten hours on the plane but I can't land there (can't land there)
Green
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