Lyrics:
the poodle barely clinging to the wire by her mittens
But what the heck is that thing in the distance?
Ribbit, Long Legged Larry, a sight for sore eyes
gone on home, when mother is gone
Hush little baby now don't you cry
You'll see your mother in the by and by
Motherless children have a hard time when
on the seventh, my n-
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my momma be sayin'
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my mama be sayin'
And before
seen that way for some of us, but for many of us
Larry Hoover is a beacon of hope for his community who deserves to breathe free air
Free my father
seen that way for some of us, but for many of us
Larry Hoover is a beacon of hope for his community who deserves to breathe free air
Free my father
doingk. oh, who are you, what is your name, hand me your paper. is your name larry? larry frnoga?
Yes.
Larry frnoga?
Larry frnoga
Oh my god, what are you
their edges are chipped!
This rose is on backward and this one is flipped!
These spoons are too tiny, these forks are no good!
These knives have gone
he's gone I find it difficult to talk to his mother
I mean, what do you say to a woman
That's just lost her only son to the game and the gun, except
the end
It shouldn't even matter
Like that song by Linkin Park
Or a lighter without a spark
Or a tire without a car
But what the fuck ever
You knew the deal
run run run
Better run like you sitcom
Seinfeld rappers gone too long
Very faded been Larry David I use you then curb stomp
Voodoo you fools who been
bitches, they call me Larry/by the way I get back to the hustle, this shit is scary/runnin circles round the game, I’m engaged to be married shit/I’m just
chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay
She told me about a strange Chinese restaurant
In North Canton, Ohio
A five-year-old girl was discovered in a freezer
Murdered by her mother
Her mom
roll call, another day gone by
Now put a 'X' on November 25, I'm still alive
Open the dead roll balls
Now this dead man walkin' parkin' million dollar
Got this weed I smoke is so special
Got some real deal this pressure
I got this cookie bag oh you can smell it
Larry bird gone send me to heaven
Walk
daughter I love you.
We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep
He think he larry the lobster
Hand me the tec an i mop him
Make him a bed in the river i Dropped him
Time is now so i clocked him
Hoppin out like
summa
Going head up with me
Bring a motherfucking helmet
You niggas just special ed
All I see is green but my eyes so red
And all I do is win
Got a room
scream "Free Pimp C" but not see the pimp free (here I go)
[C-Murder]
Wake up, roll call, another day gone by
Now put a 'X' on November 25 I'm still
future
Navigated by computers
Guns on standby all sharp shooters
Time to blast off hyper boosters
Dope producer also a lyricist
Even in my mothers womb I
cologne is the aroma
U gone need a new persona
Prolly move to Arizona
Maybe even North Dakota
Am I putting on the pressure tell me if I'm getting closer
I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking
King of my jungle just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker quick is my fuse
Then dead
a gentle cold shoulder, feeling colder as I'm older
Is the spark I had gone, or had I only ever stole one?
Roll up like the sleeping bags that get deep
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