Lyrics:
No Ceilings 3
I'm on your block with money on top
Black Lives Matter, what's up with these cops?
I'm spittin' this fire, I do not aspire
Just
coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full
street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta
Oh, when the sun beats down and burns the tar on the roof
And your shoes get so hot, you wish your tired feet were fire-proof
Under the boardwalk,
nine on jam
I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater rite where he
disappeared with the child
After the fire that consumed everything
Madame Giry: His dream our dream
Fleck: Remember how it was? Remember?
Coney Isle glistening
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high sang a lullaby
You'd be all that I could desire
Under stars
never will it mend
Never
Fire, to begin whipping dance of the dead
Blackened is the end
To begin whipping dance of the dead
Color our world blackened
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high sang a lullaby
You'd be all that I could desire
Under stars
on and
Get down on it, get down on it
Get down on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bodily harm
Now grab your girl and run along
'Cause she'll be with me by the end of the song
Ayo
Moses stood on the Red Sea shore
And smote' the water with a two by four
Pharaoh's army got drowned
O Mary don't weep
O Mary don't weep, don't mourn
Tell me a story then I'll go to bed
Oh worry worry weary ends ma day
Comes the time to go home
Without ma raise in pay
Home by the fire where
By the side of the road
And she don't need to need like the roses
Wildflower
That girl's sure put a spell on me
Yeah, her voodoos hidden right
Tell me a story then I'll go to bed
Oh worry worry weary ends ma day
Comes the time to go home
Without ma raise in pay
Home by the fire where
the Beats By The Pound funk
Pull that skunk out, the windows fogged up
And the system all the way pumped
Everything we drop be fire, don't nothin' be bunk
All I want is power
Get this, get this money by the hour
That power, that power, that power
All I want is this power
Money brings me this power
All
screamin' find a cigarette
Niggaz walkin' by ain't tryin' to hear that
So off to the Day Room, a fight in progress
A brother got sliced and diced over
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
back to the earth from which you came
I'm bakin' soda, water, fire, merged with 'caine
Ladies don't know me said, "I heard he's vain"
Well guess what
By the order of the Peaky Blinders
This is Red Right Hand by Snoop Shelby
Check it out
Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across
remember her
Mean boss almost setting
Me on fire with his glares she
Said "well, I may have a few lying
Around so, if I find one
I'll send it to you (very
tears
Now that I'm strugglin' in this business
By any means label me greedy gettin' green
But seldom seen
And fuck the world 'cause I'm cursed
I'm havin'
again like
It's nothing changed
We went through that whole "Kumbaya my lord
- let's be friends by the fire"
Shit, it's over, nigga
Back to the script, you
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