Lyrics:
on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slaying gcrews in icu
Battling, using hockey rules
For Keith Murray, doc gon' cock these tools
Rollin down like
18 wheels are rollin' through the night.
hm
From Austin Texas West to Bakersfield.
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20 tons of potatoes in the trailer
and I just grew out my mustache
Me and Morello rollin through this b*tch like some hubcaps
F*ck a filter I can only keep this clean as blood bath
I came
highway rollin' on
As we drove through the night the radio sang along
I had a crisis out on the back road
I spent eternity on the freeway
And I was
caught, you know where the money's at
Throwing loose rocks on a dirt road
Police on your throat like a chokehold
Rollin' through town with a boatload
the fight
Wherever there's a darkness
That's trying to find the light
Wherever there is hurting
There is healing on the way
Like sunshine breaking
never
Speak when you got an open look
And wonder why life pass you by
Walk a path too fly for
Two times half you guys
Lookin at stats you buy it’s
Like
Tennessee and it
Pumps through my veins
Where barbed wire replaces concrete
And the chains where handshakes are hugs
We fly our own flags
The home
Jenny's got a trailer on the county line
Satellight dish working overtime
Watchin' those movies on a 30 inch screen
Dreamin' about places she's
my dumb luck
Bitches with they tongues split, on me rollin skunk blunts
Dirty druff legend go ask anyone that know me
I was on this back when y'all
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don
wait
To get back in your sunshine
(As days go by) I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender
and scrape
Blow the brain, so cut the sunshine
We In Motion'
Cruisin' and coastin'
Laughin' and jokin'
Girl, what, I'm smokin'
Volvo's open
Ash tray's
real estate
Who need a three million dollar house?
Who need a whole damn car collection that goes back to 1948?
I'ma buy a trailer park and put
I’m Catholic Cool
Performed by
E. Walter Smith featuring The ICC Choir & Friends
Chorus
I’m cool 6x I’m Catholic
I’m cool 4x I’m Catholic
There's a fire looming toward us but we gotta move some boxes
Me and my business partner hired by a Misses Dotson
Finished the first room
beneath the full moon doin kenjutsu
Grab u by ya collar and pull this katana thru you
Ya favorite rapper get the smoke like he callin rotation
He next in
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don
and scrape
Blow the brain, so cut the sunshine
We In Motion'
Cruisin' and coastin'
Laughin' and jokin'
Girl, what, I'm smokin'
Volvo's open
Ash tray's
The sunshine thru the blinds in the mornin
I'm soarin when I be just smokin
I could never stop I got the football I'll never fumble I'm runnin off
Dashin like
schemin', right up Jefferson
Had the hoes screamin', and the niggas too
Kept the trunks beatin', brought the noise through
The sun shine on me, California
I'm headed to my palace
I'm a cowboy bitch I'm rowdy music playing loudly
I'm fresh in my attire you boys just in the choir
I'm rollin' sober take
I'm the bad guy
Tell myself that's a bad lie
But how many times can I
Remind myself that I'm
Only a human
Lookin right through me
Gotta look a little
she hit it she start rollin coal
Sit tall trailer haul louder than a sawed off
We can sling a truck through the field until the cops is lost
I don't
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