Lyrics:
And we love going by the road
She say she want me gat me screaming whoa whoa whoa whoa
It's Iyanya gbooom
Touch me now now right now now now now
Do
an evening gown
The priest caste never practice what
They preach in town
But I can see a deeper truth behind
Thе roads you lead me down
Strange scеnes and lost
(Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Death by machine
Watching the singularity get closer and
Closer to reality is enlightening
We stand no chance!
Bowing down
and the in-between
Every rocky road, I'm glad we walked it
Every thought of letting go, I'm glad we stopped it
It's forever you, forever me
Together for the good,
YOU FIND WHAT YOU'RE NEEDING
WHILE YOU'RE CHASIN' DOWN YOUR DREAMS
I HOPE THE ROAD WILL BE LEADING YOU
RIGHT BACK TO ME
CHORUS
TIME IS THE ANSWER,
pernah tuk buat down
I'm gone take you to some space u'll never think
take my hand Girl, u can stay with me dont ever leave
cause ive got love every day, U
cases
They said no names (Uh, uh)
Niggas beefin' over clout, man, they so lame
(yeah)
By now
They know I'm slidin' with the hot shit
I don't know karate
of the road
(Right where you left me)
I'd rather go this path alone
I'm gonna do it on my own
I'll take your rejection in a new direction
Friendship empty
to over-stand
You soft like under hand pitching
You could tell I'm a Pun
Fan when I'm spitting
Rappers like me are hard to come by
Like copping Summer Jam tickets
My name is Billy Austin, I'm 29 years old
I was born in Oklahoma,
Quarter Cherokee I'm told
Don't remember Oklahoma,
It's been so long since I
Ow ow ow ow
Hey! oh!
Hey! oh!
Do it
I don't wanna waste my time again
By getting wasted with so-called friends
'Cause they don't know me
the west y'all
Let me feel up shortie with wide breast y'all
It ain't no test y'all. Come on, break it down take it there
We take it there, we about to take
Fuol:
My brain was trained by Custom Auto
I'm the spit boxer, I keep vodka in my water bottle
Thirstin Howl:
Put em' down hand skills not
a nigga soft and he sweet
I'm knockin 'em off their feet
Snatchin his bitch and ridin off with his Jeep
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Uh, yeah, aiyyo you frontin
by their roots
All the roots live underground, water down me no salute!
They pimping the culture, the same vulture who stole ya agriculture
My vocab is
Somewhere in the world
It's three a.m.
And I'm dancing to
That broken record again
I hope she shows
Before I fall
Why does she only overflow
is simple as one, two, three
We've been drawn together by a love-power energy
I want to be your lover
I want to be your friend
I want
Gladiator, illiminator and every day common incinirator
Perpetraders get tapered zoned to fire frequency
Blessed by predecessors so I've grown to mass fluidity
crew
through their daily exercises:
Put your hands on your head, Simple Simon Says
Put them down by your side, Simple Simon Says
V V: How do you
excuse me Miss Thang with your nose ring
The way your body swing, you make a nigga wanna sing
I can tell by the bling-bling, you like the finer things
back for all the things you done
But I do appriciate all the things you done
Takin care of 3 sons all by urself
You was da daddy and da mama you ain't
the road before-
but that`s over now
you keep me comin` back for more
baby you`re all that i want when you`re lyin` here in my arms
i`m findin` it hard
realize
Fear, sorrow, can kidnap our heart
Leading astray our power to love
In this one way road
I´ve seen the shine of the diamond
Hidden within your soul
If i die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a
Bed of roses, sink me in a river
At dawn, send me away with the
If i die young, bury me in satin
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