Lyrics:
I'm wondering where the day went
The clouds had me shrouded and grey but
I'm still out pounding the pavement but
Drowning the hurt by pounding
Rounds
They place their orders I’m the one who send their orders
Niggaz Seen it still couldn’t believe it
I came straight from the bottom Ain’t Talkin bikini
I
me ma
As I got better, her body was eaten by Luchimia
Seventh grade, it was cursed and sad
But the gift within it, was when I first met Chad
But even
to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes
All these things, that we did
Grab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!"
You
nineteen-thirty.
Had a neon sign, said "Squealer Feeds"
And the bus came through when they felt the need
And they stopped at a place there in town called The Old
The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shining, like who on top of this?
People was hustling, arguing and bustling
Gangsters of Gotham
I've been all around the world, I been a lot of places
I seen a lot of different faces, their attitude you can't replace
They're just the same ol
I went numb on complacent
I go dumb with blank faces
Face the sun for inspiration
I got funds for creating
I got thumbs grabbing makeshift
Places
She stepped off the bus with a burst suitcase and a frown
And she could smell the breweries and abattoirs on the edge of town
And the man who owes
Can't tell you've lost your place again
It's all good, it's all right
Now I'm realizing who I'm dealin' with
Now I'm realizing who I'm dealin' with
Now
The nighttime hears the wheels rush by
While lovers are fast asleep
There's Bob Wills and a ten piece band Rollin in an ol' Flex Bus
He played last night in
the maddeened go to extreme lengths
Who simply couldn't take it
Who knew they wouldn't make it
Being ground down fine, by those who haven't got the time
For they
asleep by now, But if
You miss that bus to dream town
Never worry another one is on it's way
I want you to think of
A tranquilizer gun being shot
At you
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
a million out there who would see you today
But for now it's just me in this place
In this world the gods are made real
By the hands that for them would
the worst
You got no business tryna lurk
If there's no ceiling, there's a sky
Know yourself and know your worth
Gotta give it to the guys who said I'm less
And sell them on Fulton
The same place where Biggie sold dope at
I'm from the midwest
Where the bus be racing
The most fearless to spit it
And leave your
necks
I was in the shadows, I came to the light with a path
Us spitters who wanna be first and never be last
I've been ahead of the game, I've been
Girl I want you to know that I got ya, nikki always by side but I’m getting tired of the vaporizer, sitting low getting high you happened to be where
I'm wondering where the day went
The clouds have me shrouded in grey but
I'm still out pounding the pavement, word
Drowning the hurt by pounding
got to catch that bus
Got to wait 30 minutes until she get on know she fed up
But she know she got to graduate
Gammy death one thing that made her
that, Here’s a fun fact
I know Niggas with unlimited swipes, ain’t talking bus pass
It seems like them niggas who be scamming be winning
But I
I gotta Call from my nigga who was fitna break
Yo Miles, fuck the bus, man I can take you to school
I got your trust, or you still got some faking
Who that in my eyes some Clampett eaten away by fungi
Another virus disease, at ease, quick to lead a strike against Haiti
When half your army in
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