Lyrics:
the sailor's deck. He squeaks 'pull', I freak the wool over the owl eye; filter sheepish hatching a plan to hate you. Shark fin dollar pay a ghost guild buckets.
She dreams china white behind her eyes of china blue
Her future wrapped in velvet and her memories wrapped in warm cotton wool
And the coffee
Yeah pazienza yo Lib, what up baby?
Slaine, my brother from another
Yeah philly to the Bean all day
Official Pistol Gang ill Rock (hahahha)
Road
Yeah, Pazienza yo Lib, what up baby?
Slaine, my brother from another
Philly to the Bean all day
Official Pistol Gang ill Rock
Road Warrior,
I steep the wool in a cauldron
Of pummelled gall-nuts afloat in urine
Ad river-water thrice-boiled with a bloodstone
Then let it breathe
Under
block, rocks all in my sock
Stocked with the same Glock
Mask on, pop, pop
The devil all up in me when I murder with the semi
Pull the trigger 'till
a nice day
They wanna hate on me all day
Talk shit like it's okay
And my reply is no way Jose
You poppin' so much wool
I'm ready to say "Olay!"
We drop
light, so niggaz can see I rock mics religiously
Those who believe ye shall receive
But non-believers, you niggaz doubt my existence like agnostics
Stuffin the plastic the strip was flooded with traffic
I'm from a hood where they rep in wool
Lil' niggaz pants baggy, sketz(?) is long
In bang-outs I
chime in
Put love in our music so our hearts be rhyming
Pull the wool over many but they so temporary
See we love hip-hop so stop acting scary
Put your
Jay Rock checking in, you niggas checking out
When I grip the pen
That's how it is when I'm on the mic
I'm the People's Choice
The streets never lie
back
Still got the itch like I
Been wearing a wool mask
P dank's the symbol to know
I got the nimblest flow
Under the Timberland cloak
You wanna roll
She killin' the game
Nobody fresher
She got more looks
Than a dresser
Took one look,
I'm tryna undress her
"I bet that pussy tighter
Than a wool
through jungles shoeless
The culture designer they copy and pay less
Knowing you knowing we all feeling like
Skin like brass , hair like wool
I rest my case
on the block was selling rock and talk good riddance
Its on a bike you flashing hazards
When the wool with ya
Whats gooood with ya
I was the new wizard
Now
touch turns to gold, How much pulled down wool have ya sold
To me
And to the me's of history
And when the clock at midnight strikes
Well don't it shut off
Boy dont you play with me
Signing up for guns like its awesome
Just in case it get outta hand like a dorsum
Hit your top five no Rock & Dawson
I'm just
38 Double O
Lexington Springfield Pulaski Rd
volatile Slanging dope rocks n blows (whoa) give n go
Lock n Load Pillsbury get the dough Whoaaaa
up on the block and bless it with the Rock
I ain't got what you want if it's part of the world
But I got what you want, I'll paint it like a mural
I'm ready to rock it steady
Kill it fresh off sabbatical
Fish out new anecdotes
A wolf in sheep's clothing straight detestable
I recommend you check
the woods
Faced wolves draped in wool
Rather have not
Than have stress to fool with
Empty handed tower tipped
Cage dismantled working double
Ain't
write in
Stare like a deer in headlights, yeah
I keep it cool you need wool fits
Now I'm back onto my bull shit
You think you fly like the bullets
That
the cold light of day
The children of rock 'n roll
never grow old
They just fade away
Drifting along on a cotton wool cloud
dreaming of drum majorettes
the cracking mountains yield
There we will sit upon rocks,
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing
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