Lyrics:
save it for the dark days
Put it back on the shelf
A heathen not defined by society
But by God himself
Will run the roads with anguish
Lies again be told
Sipping that Grey Grey Goose Makin' a kill team
Jack with the tau John with the Orcs Can't race me My gatti got Torque
Call me Rico Got that Rizz My Bae bad
sun in my eyes gone blind me
Damn just think I blew past a statie, checking for the blue lights behind me
Stomach churning listening for sirens,
cll I
take your bitch again
Because you throw a five I pitch a ten
Now she want to get inside of my sixty six
She sees my wrist blue and yellow like
inside of me 66
She see my wrist blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man, she misses him
But nobody do it better than her distant dick,
bright again
Once I was shot by John Wayne
Yeah, it was towards the end
That one scene's bought me a thousand drinks
Set me up and I'll tell it for
inside of me 66
She see my wrist blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man, she misses him
But nobody do it better than her distant dick,
I came back to town for the wedding
The last of the Stephenson brides
The talking died down to a whisper
When they let me inside
I saw you there
only shotting cause I need mine
My dots are in my c clines
This is not a dream this is real life
Get it in by any means for this fiends for these felines
Here we go again
This what I live for
This is music you can ride to
When every lane is the fast lane
Red and blue lights are terminated
Never
Here come the remaining beautiful people
And for all of you who survive, we hope you enjoyed the ride
2002 will see some new added features
Such
Here come the remaining beautiful people
And for all of you who survive, we hope you enjoyed the ride
2002 will see some new added features
Such
Here come the remaining beautiful people
And for all of you who survive, we hope you enjoyed the ride
2002 will see some new added features
Such
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me one by one
Guess I'll wind up like
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me one by one
Guess I'll wind up like
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, ha
Ha
Bricks, bricks comin' in by the mail, we call it plug talk
Heard you get it for 25, nigga, cut your plug off
Man, one song for a dime
I got songs that'll make ya happy
And songs that'll make ya cry
I got a special poor man's blues
Two for the price of one
I'm prepared for the apocalypse
Harvested praiseworthy proverbial pollen
And lost it all in a gust of wind
Augustus like gusto against the brute
this motherfuckin' game!
When a little time go by, they forget what you've done for them
Always tried to comfort them, now you ready to come for them
hungry, death to these niggas who take from me
I rep for the ghetto and cities, states and countries
White t-shirts and blue dungaries, smokin' on a ton
What is the motive
I ain't been busting my ass for a rolly
Focused on money and I keep it going
Pray in the night, hope I wake it the morning
Shit
building's so fucking hard for you?
It's something we're all born into
Enough is enough, too gray
It's black or white and sometimes black and blue
It's
don't even gangbang, but I know he ain't with the set he claim
My blood drive by like John Wall and he shoot it like he Dame
It's serious in these streets
shoes small
Not at the bank, but with this lean, I'm having a withdrawal
On John Barrow, I had a hard past, like I threw a bullet
My total at Gucci was 23
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