Lyrics:
There's alot in my heart and I feel like nobody can understand me
Even after seeking intervention, I wonder why i'm taking this lightly
Dark clouds
Funny how time rolls by
Fifteen years in the blink of an eye
What I'd give to get them back
Buddy we ain't done yet
Like a fifteen year old Calumet
We've
in
I can't do it by myself, man I get shook by the wind
cnd I know that will is not enough
I know that we repent too much, get defensive
Was all our
[verse 1]
Its been a long and whining road
Even though time keeps a changin
Ima bring it all back home
I been told I spit lyrics wit politics
Why
the devil.
It was wintertime in Nashville
Down on Music City Row
And I was looking for a place
And to get myself out of the cold
To warm the frozen
and away
I won't even get disgusted if I scuffed up my Ye's
Suspects get delayed with a tucked in decay
And shawty buckled up, cause there's noting to say,
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
And I'd like to dedicate this to John and June, who helped show me how to beat the devil.
It was winter time in Nashville, down on music city row.
sperm
No need for a supporting cast
Props be chocolate grass
And your sexy ass (Sexy ass)
Quiet on the set
(Don't say a word)
We ain't even started
85 miles out of Nashville, thinkin' bout
The way things change
Try an keep it by the reigns
I'm a lone drifter, big money flipper
Take anything
of the first level ones.
Nightblade: I'm gonna get a soda, any one want one? Hey Graham I'm not in the room right?
Graham: What room?
Galstaff: I wanna cast
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
You gonna die by my hands
You gonna die by my hands
You gonna die, you gonna die
you gonna die by my hands
You gonna die by my hands
You gonna die
he's anything like me
He'll probably climb a tree to tall and ride his bike too fast
End up every summer wearin' something in a cast
He's gonna throw
he's anything like me
He'll probably climb a tree to tall and ride his bike too fast
End up every summer wearin' something in a cast
He's gonna throw
just got...
Even Michael Diamond him never learn
Atop him head him have a curly perm
Tissue up my nose and my dick's in a cast
I don't wanna talk
And come short of the glory of God
But why is that when someone gets exposed
We look at them pretty odd
So ye without sin
Go ahead cast the first stone
Driving to Paducah in a pick-up truck - freedom from the daily grind
Nashville, Tennessee - now, is some way back - Memphis even further behind
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
fourteen
No gold ropes, no diamond rings
But look at me now, ten years later
Ask any MC if I rap greater
See I'm known in Fresno, even the big O
From
wants
She's gonna have to walk alone
And she will
All the way to Nashville
To Nashville
Yeah yeah
She comes out of work some nights
Stops
of the game is get no sleep
Mash on, niggas, and always roll deep
Non stop hustle means all profits double
Young nigga tryin' to see rocks like Barney Rubble
get da cheese, dats by any means
If ya real, then throw ya set, let me see ya sign
Project Pat, from the southside, out here on the grind
While
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