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Heatwave

Buck 65

Situation

2007

and juveniles and haven't had a drink since
High noon. 

It's a typhoon of deep trouble underground.
I wonder how she got so lost before I gunned her down.

The Truth Is Back

Chamillionaire

Tippin' Down

2005

wrist, look like a package of piss 
Looked like they pissed, in a ice cube tray 
Put it in the freezer, so by the next day 
They could put it on my wrist,

my clearest mind
Hoes enticed by what I drive
She said that she respect my grind, I know she lyin'
She just been researching and scheming online

liczę sobie w magnitudach, nie miej do mnie spruty jak ci spłonie buda
Byś nie ruszył z miejsca nawet w moich butach, często jaram trawę, bo mnie

conceiled underground

As rigorous government
Breeds severe discipline
Intense corruption  of an epic scale

In a manner to impress terror
Indecorous conduct

in concrete
But concrete only hurts my feet
Like when you get stung by a bee
Later I sat around the house
Watching the thunder coming in
But the people

the
Law come for me
We are underground, but we are not underneath
Northwest, we make it rain on
A hot summer's eve (tell 'em)
All the hate aside
You

The underground is sounding a little
Bit better now that
My mouth is speaking with more
Flow than several water fountains
Bass rattlin'
Shatterin' windows in your

in a melting pot
Black child going mental
Brothers underground who's next
Feel the venom
These snakes ain't tame moving independent
(police) without

Spending a most unusual night in Prague with a one-eyed dog 
 And a cat controlled by evil spirits - It scared us all to death 
 Viktor was such

Nigdy nie chodzę kanałami
Choć bardzo lubię underground
Zawsze dobre dupy z nami
A w kieszeni gruba pęga
Do tego ten dar, za który dałbyś się pociąć

who
Made you keep it underground
Did he threaten that The Shadows
Would follow you around?

Or maybe you were put off
By Olivia Newton John
Were you

The King's Alpha out to Death Row
Who you know was spazzing at Art Basel with the Trill OG
Grill by Johnny Dang boy u can't get these at Tiffany's
Who told you

the fold out covers
And the crazy illustrations
I got older and bought my own records
By thirteen I had three crates collected, huh
And that's my pride, no

going down swinging

In this stress dream
Every day is Halloween
I had a panic attack on the underground
Man, I felt like a circus freak

But I'm

to sacrifice the pawns?
I've see the Devil in the flesh and tried to grab him by the horns
It's been death after death without havin' time to mourn
Have you

Sun crown thunderbolts in hand
Destroyed by the flood
Island of the sun Island of the moon
The obliquity of the ecliptic Underground pyramids
Four

I won't compromise or sign with the thieves
I'm the underdog trash of the underground scene
Only take pleasure when I compete
With a knife in my

Six Underground, egh

In and out, up and down
In and out, up and down

Now I can be that man that you can get to do
And I see the way you are

they were sung by the dead

Night is dark an' the moon shines bright
Chant of the mariners risin' high
Gruesome stories of greed an' gluttony
These are

paper destiny
I am running my fingers down your spine

Rung by rung, tell me everything
You give up, you give up
Learning to accept- good recipe
For

underground gangsta shit
All the Hoovers, the ese's, the Bloods and Crips
Straight up and down like the hands on the twelve and the six
They gon' be testin'

looking out through her window
A happy hour, the faces sour rise from underground
And the air is always thick until that wind blows
 
Oh in the streets,

These days I can't find where you're not

Mine's a yard, surface tended
Foxes burrowed underground
Gardening so well, self-recommended
What could I