Lyrics:
This the season for short days and long nights
These the days were wicked ways go out of sight
See through you eyes
Thoughts racing fast as your heart
Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
Out here chasing a check but I'm tryna
This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye,
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light, and the Glories swept the sky;
and he copped out
Little light skin what's-his-name, he was gettin' his bread right (yeah)
Smoked him on Madden Ave, he got killed by the egg fight (woo)
controlled by the trigger
Revelation or the scripture got to be that live nigga
So if niggas want to bite the sound like Tyson
Deck him in the left eye
the rush of the city
The neon lights are dancing in my eyes
I’m caught in a web of electric dreams
A world where anything can happen
Cyberpunk city
Neon
good 'bout me, you should just believe her
Take-taking all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah
Feelin' on they ass, while they rolling up the cheeba
something other than just spiritual bulls**t
Gimme real s**t right now
So numb
I just wanna feel s**t right now
Humbled by the poison feel like Kusco right
should just go and touch road
I remember all the times
When we got down and dirty
And I met a new ting on the block
Upon the westside
She was all about
reclaim Mother Nature's son
Because the sky will fall
I see light breaking through
But I decide when we're through
Out in motion
What you reap is what you
Hey, Dave, 'twas the night before Christmas we'll go!
Hi, boys, here I go!
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not
when the lights go out
And if we take away the things that they've been depending on
We'll be flailing like children in a nursery home
So I started
flows in it for life
That I'm down to let my mind go get it tonight
No understanding when I'm hustling
Because in life all I understood was hustling
whether the sun or the mountains.
You look a little sick, don't you? Take a rest for a couple of centuries. Maybe when you wake up, you may find out
line Fremont st blocks full of lights (lights) / naked feathered bitches wanna fuk all night (EARLY)
Hook
Bright Lights (BRIGHT LIGHTS) big chips (BIG
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out
cause so much pain
There shines a light right
Right through your eyes and
Touchdown the surface of your lips and cry
When you lick my belly man it’s like
When the World Was Young
Wherever I go they call me by name
And that in it'self is some kind of fame
I'm good for a laugh, and a drink, and a game
25 to life
Cuz the love of money cuts like a knife
Blinding lights
He doesn't know which way to go
His best friend just got killed 2 days ago
He writes
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
ready to let it go
Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff
Pass it to me now mmm, you can find me in
St louis rollin'
got me back snapping necks again
So you better call your family
And your next of kin
'Cause when we go to war, nigga
It's like a Mexican
I cut your ass
on X, eyes pitch black
I got 2 more 'nites is you wit' that
Fuck it let's go, when we pop out Lil' Moe
Drop the top part of the 'Dro
Later on I'm
light it
And by the way I hope that you don't have any plans today
Go ahead and roll up I'll be there as soon as you light it
And by the way I hope that
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