Lyrics:
I'm feeling rich today
They hop on my wave
I'm talking Rod
He talking that shit today
That choppa hold 30
Like that bih was Todd
I might fuck his
Run and escape from The White Hand
Out, where you can be safe
Fly, there in the big blue sky
Only you...
Only hide and fear the dark ones
Away, no
Du kan være min i nød
Ta meg til det blå å for en rød
Kor e du no?
Du som dro meg opp fra regnet
Tok meg med ut på kanten og sa
Gutten min det e bare
overboard
and
I'm bored
still bored
i'm so bored
i've got a funny little feeling
my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah
i'll cannonball right through
He say he got coke and his brother got p's
His mama got rock his cousin got e's
I told him to send them he know I got fees
Imma fly on that boy like he
staying humble in these streets you barely getting by give respect to get respect never asking why nigga flip the birds so I made’em fly getting rich and we
Spare the rod and spoil me
I'm the coolest in my family
I'm the villa uh, regular guy
I came up with that rhyme on the fly
I'm Lancer, prince of spades!
eying me now
Then the worst thing you said would even fly out ya mouth
I take my share of the blame and
It's my fault we got as far as engagement
Nowadays
heart just so that shit could break
Now it's on ice like that nigga rod wave
Thought if I gave it my all I was safe
But in the end I felt like I got
fight as one with god
I do not spare the rod
I will take this holy land
I'll make this final stand
An arrow flies right through his heart
His cries ring
att vår värld ska gå under
En jord blir röd av blodet som rinner
Vårt skin blir röd av hem som brinner
Jag blundarmen jag ser hur bröder slåss mot
Greener pastures I lay beside
Have a peaceful meal when the arrows fly
It's been complicated and I've been so blind
Hand over the reigns to my broken
was do or die (Gone)
Tears of joy tears of pain many cry (Nah)
Many days much pain longed to die (Boom)
God's spirit gave me wings, so I fly
Many names
Shooting for the stars
In the space ducking asteroids
We fly pass mars
I ain't never met
Another humanoid
The way you bring me luck
Your my four leaf
the glocks and let them bullets fly
It’s been a accidental homicide
So many bodies on the other nside
Idk why these niggas Wildin doing the shit that they
Aye Rod, do or die, you revolutionized all styles of super fly
Suit & ties to every single Jordan, yeah, you knew the vibe
By the way, I still ain't
some peace, but i keep on drawing the sword
And my bitch don't like that shit, she don't like when i hold that rod
But these hoes they find it sexy, got
c-ROD, steppin' to the line.
Warrior paint in the green and white.
The Gang Green lighting up the sky.
HERE COME THE JETS cT c MILLION MILES.
Er så lei av alt maset nå om munnbind og om sprit (rød og hvit)
Gå på fest med énmetersregel er blitt et himla slit (for no' drit)
Vil jo bare få
one above me
Baby, you out your mind
Rod don't like the ugly
You ain't no spouse of mine
No knowledge of the worst part
We met Monroe College by
piss a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turning, spin, and wheel off
Snap the axel in half, bust the tie-rod
Quit hollering, "Why, God?"
He ain't got
and lace
No God, so what
For Rod Steiger she whistles and stamps
That's why the lady is a tramp, now
She don't know the reason for, cocktails at five
piss a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turning, spin, and wheel off
Snap the axel in half, bust the tie-rod
Quit hollering, "Why, God?"
He ain't got
that murdered me shall stand before God
To fall at the hands of fate, then out comes the rod
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
What the fuck
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