Lyrics:
on some third-eye shit
Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed back tonight
I deserve my respect
Brains don't matter if your
Hold tight, as long as you're by my side
Hold tight, everything's gonna be alright
I know we'll find our way
Push to the limit with no end in sight
I
of a knife
C'mon hold on tight
Oh c'mon hold on tight
Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
Ain't
of a knife
C'mon hold on tight
Oh c'mon hold on tight
Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
Ain't
a cold world we live in, but that fire still burn
Better hold your position, represent on your turn aye
Get your mind right, keep your grind tight
Lift
your bumbum
Inject this your bumbum
I like your bumbum yeah
(I go hold am-I go hold am tight)
(Bitches dey this world mehn)
(I go hold am tight)
(E dey
the penthouse view
It's just me and my crew and the hook banging too
We had to make a way and get our mind right
Stay down with our fam and, hold the line tight
are late you better hate the raps we make
Hold tight there’s a lot of your life
Hold tight there’s a lot of your life
Don’t be scared to dream
Just
All my life
All my life
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick
[Incomprehensible]
Wild sea, my love is salty for me
Every ripple in her body is a wave in me
Amethyst galleon, out on the rolling sea
Hold tight, sleep tight
down, hands down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word
Time
All my life
All my life
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick
Ruby Rose is here as usual
So hold me tight once again
It is here, the phantom, Crescent – the chosen tool
Pressure gets the best of the High-Caliber
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
Hop hop on the stage make 'em ?
Next next stop, Primo Concierto Italia
Bella bella, hold me down, I call 'em my frittalia
Third third stop Germany,
Man lives in a sunlit world of
What he believes to be reality
But there is unseen by most an underworld
A place that is just as real
But not
and blow trial
You catch cal when you browse through my X-files
Who be next now?
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo side when it go down
I dedicate
of rights
This is radio Clash on pirate satellite
This is radio Clash everybody hold on tight
A-riggy diggy dig dang dang
Go back to urban 'nam
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm
First sight, second sight
Third strike, foresight
Much I want it mentioned but
I’m clenching my jaw tight
So when it’s my turn to speak
I can’t talk
you to the stars
Capable when fully charge, we could go to mars
From moon to moon, Saturn by the afternoon
Like zoom zoom, another world to consume
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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