Lyrics:
the ice on my neck
They wanna throw a bag on a
Price on my head, got a price on my head
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
I'm so paranoid,
Someone who stays high
High
Watching their life go by
By, by
Someone content with riding behind
Ride that
Nigga
They come in all colors
White,
This that High Class Street Music
Street Music
This that High Class Street Music
Street Music in it, ridin it
Trappin round empires
(Bridge)
Brown
Prince, James Brown
Logic be walkin' out on stage in a white blouse
With two tigers next to him and dolphins behind him
Overnight, we ain't make it
making the house
Somebody told you it was formaldehyde
(But isn't that what they pickle the frogs in
In high school?
This wasn't like that)
Anyway, you
a failure"
Surrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug paraphernalia
Cops courts, and their thoughts is to derail us
Three time felons in shorts with jealous
born
From Michelle Brown my mother hell bound
Grew with two sisters and one brother
Pop wasn't around
So many stories that's another
I'm thinking damn
off, COINTEL better go to hell
Bout that time hear the bell y'all .. (c'mon)
Gotta lotta nerve never knowing Assata
Gotcha mind wading in the water
green isle
Your green isles will flourish
Your fair waters flow
While I from old Ireland an exile must go
Her hair was a brown as
The young raven's wing
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
Yeah
You see life is flying by but
We held it down and so we bout to be a mile high
Just look up
I'm flying by
I held it down now I'm probably like
, hell or high water
Nothing's gonna hold me down
Come hell, hell or high water
Ain't no body messin' me around
I see their wicked ways
and miles
down by the crawdad hole
Oh well a yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah baby mine
A well you don't miss water' til the well runs dry
You don't miss
no!
No! Hell no!
I'm taking me the high road, follow me
Don't need a Judas, Brutus, fuck Mark Antony
I'm never coming back
No, I'm never coming back
I'm
the ground: oh no not again!
Water by the trees water in the station
(where in the identification documents float from room to room):
Water from (and was
Where so many cunning sons and daughters
Our fore mothers and forefathers
Came singing through slaughter
Came through hell and high water
So that we
Is it the way i feel?
Is it the way i felt?
Only the stars can tell.
I ran away from hell.
I ran away from hell.
You think it's not real.
Is that
of water, one grain of sand
I'll tell you a story as quick as I can
I got nothing by time, I
I'm Lazarus Man, yeah
He said, "I woke this mornin', felt
It’s Lex On...
God
I need a lil ting
That’s gonna touch my soul
A likkle brown ting is what I am looking for
I need somebody that could change my
to add it
As you can see, I done switched up my habits
Drinking water, picking fruit, I feed off the planet
Baby I can talk my shit
You hoes ain't built
films inside
Hm dey der no tell u wot do eli d last time
Local Ga boy wey e slur take beg the driver by force
Ah I dey kai u show me the video for your
the fortune teller lied
Your love was my salvation it could always get me high
What was once holy water tastes like bitter wine
I know I wasn't funny
But I do not need a toaster
Diamond, water, I'm the boatster
Pull up right there in the Roadster
She ain't want me, I was so hurt
I was broke just
cares to the wind coyote and whine
Your rolling tears, your restless visions
Rattle up to love, the magician
Well, he tracked 'em by the muddy waters
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