Lyrics:
raspberry Corvette
Stashed right by the steps is how we was left til we was left
Yo, you ever been surrounded by police?
And overhear them whispering
(Rell On The Track)
Every chance I get
I gotta tell her she the shit
Out-of-town trips
It's just me and my loyal bitch
She was right there when my
had hazel eyes said she's form Africa
She broke it down right in front of me
Rollin on her knees I said I'm scared of ya
Tattoo on her back lovin'
she's form Africa
She broke it down right in front of me
Rollin on her knees I said I'm scared of ya
Tattoo on her back lovin' the way she work it
Combined versions from Norman Blake and Doc Watson
A group of jolly cowboys discussing plans at ease
Said one I'll tell you something, boys, if you
now with three of my guys
The war is on and I'm on the rise
We rolled right up to his favorite hangout
Said, "Hello" and then the bullets rang out
Off
Wit expectations and fare time faces
When I was hangin' wit this kid named Jason wit an accent from Jamaica
Our only concearn was diggits
Sometime's I'm right
Sometime's I'm wrong
But he doesn't care
He'll String along
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine
Sometime's I'm down
Sometime's I'm up
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
jerks rush the doors
Here come the deez tryin to make breeze and guns toss
In full force my team'll go at your main source
We're not tourists hit
We drown out the sound of the world when it’s buggin'
But we pick up the phone right away when its buzzing
We don’t give a fuck about work but we
You tapped me on the shoulder, you said we need to talk
I knew something was going on by the slowness in your walk
I was walking right behind you
now with three of my guys
The war is on and I'm on the rise
We rolled right up to his favorite hangout
Said, "Hello" and then the bullets rang out
I'm dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both
did a song at like 3:30
Rosé, Kali and me swervy
Said thank you to Ro
Then we left the party at 4
At like 5 O'clock here we go
Right back
no race
I pull it out and shoot it right in her face
You probably wine her and dine her
And get jealous when you can't find her
You're nothing but
a outfit
[Chorus: *cut and scratched by the DJ*]
People said his brain was infected by devils (3X)
Infected by, infected by, infected by devils
People said
for the worst, looked
To see a full moon "Hello? Did you recieve
A young black male?"
I waited, she said "no doubt
He won't make it" i paused, try
consumer makes
Or, is this your hiding place?
Is this your little safest space?
By ones and zeros you have been erased
(Woah woah woah, who's been erased?)
'nuff said
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
I want to see you motherfuckers put your hands up
Stretch bitch like you doin aerobics motherfucker
Yeah!
Thought
Christmas, right?
He creeped into town like a thief in the night
But this Grinch was not the same guy
He was just a little bit different, and I'm about to tell
crazy
Or how I'm a thug maybe
From a drug baby
I need more than just a slight high
I mean father I'm blind out my right eye
Don't mourn and cry
Cause we
Yo Fiend, what up man? (Yo, yo)
You rollin' with these Legit Ballaz right? (Whomp)
Alright, well check it out
Won't you tell these motherfuckers
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