Lyrics:
Mountain Landis
Kenesaw said drop that glove
Or I swear by God above
I'll make you regret playing baseball
And Shoeless Joe looked up and saw
compassion
He lives in the love
That lives in our hearts
Words and music by John Denver and Joe Henry
high
Idle in the aisles cause I spend all of my time in Trader joe’s
Gotta go to Trader Joe’s the old bank on Atlantic Ave
Get my shopping done for
smiles on me
I snort a line of pre-workout then pass up on the tree
Your mother loves my style, thinks I am the bees knees
And while I can outrun your ass,
ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka!
on the bass
From Alabama by way of
Los Angeles, Californa: Larry Larsson, yeah
Wanna apologize to Larry
I'm sorry you missed the Bulls
Socks, that's life yeah
with the shrimp like you know
Oh damn almost got ate
Got ate by a snake and I almost got ate
I'm a shrimp it's the end of the album of the album
Turn the fucking lights out
I’m sitting here by myself
With a pencil tryina get the lines out
Of an empty mind in a night cloud
Full of doubt
Still
kill it
I'ma kill it
My nigga its the
M-A-Triple-D-O
Don't forget the C ho
Visualize the audio
Its album number cinco
Lyrics by the Doctor
You're
laid, bitch
She suck me way too good
I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hit's
First album got paid that nigga
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
pop culture when you're poppin' pills, right?
Rather have us medicated than healed, right?
Look, blog said I'm in album mode
Boy, I'm always in album
Ho's hate, so I walk by slow-mo
You can't derail my mojo
You niggas suck no homo
We blow joe, we blow up what
Blow joe, blow joe, blow joe, blow joe
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
meant for this performing
Why
Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you're
made it through the nonsense
Made it through the nonsense babe
Focused on my mind set
I'm focused on my mind set baby
Cruising to the sunset
I am
Seeking
smoking gas to elevate
Say hi to God while I'm passing by heaven's gate
Appreciate what I'm making here
What I'm doing in weeks people fake in years
You
am I do, say no? Hell no, bro
Bring that ho' over here and let me spank her some more
Fuck her 'till she bust, but, I'm still up, yup
Suck it, slut,
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
of love
Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike a match and you will know
You're in Hernando's Hideaway
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