Lyrics:
the times you fought with me
watch the clock now chock full of hypocrisy
and now your mouth wishes it could inhale
every single little thing you said to make
park, remix, Mo Mo Motion Man
Linkin park, in the end, Kutmasta Kurt
One thing I don't know how
It doesn't even matter when you look at it now
park, remix, Mo Mo Motion Man
Linkin park, in the end, Kutmasta Kurt
One thing I don't know how
It doesn't even matter when you look at it now
that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?
MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially
And I ain't even playin, just ask my clique
You know my steez, trying to get real A-Town
Got that or either got sump'n to give away
Big feet
at the park)
(Doin it LAH-Lah-LAHHH!)
(Ohhh yeah, rock the park)
(Ohhh yeah, rock the park)
Yo, yo bust thissssssss! Yo white boy don`t you got a shadow?
what a give away. Did you here that, did you here
that, eh? That's what I'm on about -- did you see him repressing
me, you saw it didn't you?
Scene 4
kinda funny
You know, how the things turn out
Every single little coincidence that you and me were laughing about
We did not know, talkin' around it
There
in the dark
A simple spark
The little Park sparked now I'm in ya heart
Everytime you think I'm comin one way
I come another way
If you ain't got no fly
me all
Give me all your attention baby
I got to tell you a
Little something about yourself
You're wonderful, flawless
Ooh you're a sexy lady
But you
veins too (trust)
We just used to link in parks
I just smash my yard while listening to Linkin Park
Things are dark, heart sinking when I think of Marc
you're chewing on life's gristle,
Don't grumble, give a whistle!
And this'll help things turn out for the best...
And...
(the music fades into the song)
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
ain't lettin' up)
Give the word to my bitch
She gon' set 'em up (Set 'em up)
Lots of pounds comin' in, this shit addin' up
(yeah)
Get the whole thing off,
probably like, damn, yo
"Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?"
On the real, I was doin' anything to run away
And that's the same reason kids
to my dome
I writhe like a prey when I'm thinking of home
Ridiculous case that's made by the police
Painting my brothers enslaved by their demons
You
I used to save you from bad dreams at night fighting dark
Reminiscing of times when we hung out at the park
It was a beautiful thing wish we were
don't want it, You gon' lose
I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide
wanna see me on the scene
Last thing you hear is a bang and a scream
Bare mash man want me on their team
’Cause they know from the bust I shot
Heads are
some to stay
And every day, some go away...
Or they find each other in the crowded streets
And the guarded parks
By the rusty fountains
Red Bull
Pedal to the metal, I'm rippin' this shit
'Cause right away I'll give it to a bitch like a pedestrian, deadly as ever
You see what kind
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Cause them little niggas done killed you
In the kitchen like grandma
Put these bitches on stand by
When it come to getting this money
Fuck everything no
to the car
I got goons that'll make it spark, and I don't gotta throw a blow
Niggaz ready to stage dive like they Linkin Park
The hood love a nigga cause I
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