Lyrics:
a potna off the stokes
Toke and get thrown, before you get smoked by my Fo' Fo'
Hollow point yo 0's and families with the casualties, began the show was
leave prints while I walk
Don't be mad at me we just fucked of the wok
Blue chips in my pants, but this shit not cool ranch
Ice like avalanche, diamonds
To having knots
Stacking singles like a loaf
I was bred to win
3 jobs
Struggling to live
Like being tortured
To death for him
Lame ass boss
Say you 5 minutes
when I bust to the point that the veins pop
Blue denim with the tanktop tucked in
Supreme oppressor ask my man ted ruxpin
It's the shredder you will end
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors, twenty-five
Yes, it's dark but you're not alone
(Rich Jones)
Watching the world pass by
My favorite pastime
I was going places once
I could show you how to run away
[Chorus]
It's a midwest thang, why'all - and they ain't got a clue
(they ain't got a clue) why my cutlass blue
And i got them thangs on that
of these boys in blue are phony
Crooked like Saint Ides, instead of tryin to save lives
They out for delph, only tryin to help them self
They pull me
show 'em how to do it
Yea
I remember grey skies now the hunnids blue
Now the cars, clothes, hoes coming by the two
I remember grey skies now the hunnids
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
again and again
From the U.S. seas I shift ki's, a hundred and twenty plane rides
Multiplied by Gs, eighty-seven point three million in a matter
of the people trump
The comforts of elites
Look at V
Spit opinions on the beat
You can call this verse a lecture
I consider it a speech
You can bob your whole
and habit
Keep it 100 i know you cant stand it
Matter of fact keep it another planet
AP on my wrist on point like I VATS it
You rap Molerats hide pop out get
five hundred when day is done
Nighttime on the City of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
It's halfway home and we'll be there by
five hundred when day is done
Nighttime on the City of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
It's halfway home and we'll be there by
9 M's over one-point-five
Damn right, I got a dime, they don't see me
I was probably wearin' Tru's before Chief Keef
Drop a five in the Sprite,
posed to those with comorbidities
That’s forty-five percent, by the way, almost as many as voted him in
Actually, way more, just 27-percent gave him
him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me
Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five
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