Lyrics:
got a second chance
Well it's a chance I'm gonna keep.
Now were sitting by the roadside
Waiting for Alabama Sunshine
And I hope it rains a long ,long
to Alabama
Chi-Town, where we don't fight over coasts
Cause the one that's in the middle is the one that see the most
No time for that (word) we
of the edge
In the doorway by the ledge
The Alamo in Alabama
This was supposed to be daddy's last night
Sonny I tried to tell you that I could not find
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
No one ever do it like me when I say shit
Rap so good I think of giving up my day shift
Dropped my last album that shit was for the ages
So now I
the jasmine and magnolia
Sleepy sweet home Alabama
Roll tide roll
Muddy water Mississippi
Blessed Graceland whispers to me
Carry on, carry on
Sweet
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
by day and night
Stretching for miles away from here
We talk of runnin’
Straight shot just gunnin’
Until we’re out there in the clear
It’s been hard
in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West|Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be|Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
in your journal better yet in your eternal
We heavy like a sledgehammer, with Know the Ledge grammar
A bad mamma jamma all the way to Alabama
zvědavý kdy poslední album kdy poslední bars dopíšu
Vím že jsou tu lidi co by mě bodli dali do břicha dyku
Nemám čas na problémy tak prosím tě zavři už píču
with the shrimp like you know
Oh damn almost got ate
Got ate by a snake and I almost got ate
I'm a shrimp it's the end of the album of the album
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen
swear my lyrics won’t be half as bad
I’ll write all the music
But the drums will still be played by Chad
Let me write Chili Peppers an album
Let me write
We'd listen to him sing
& play the guitar
from a table in the back
we'd harmonize
we did not know
we were alabama po' folks
we had a star shining for us
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
quite a lot. maybe that's normal when the band's not
On the scene for a while. but after that it feels really good to have,
Actually, a new album ready
the midnight choo-choo leaves for Alabam'
I'll be right there
I've got my fare
When I see that rusty-haired conductor-man
I'll grab him by the collar
One of the most phenominal feats of all time
Frekaznatcha, Alabama, Mississippi, David Banner hoe
[Hook - David Banner] (Repeat 2x)
Let's take this
I feel—I feel compelled to[01:40.71]I—I was inspired by other outros like Note to Self by J. Cole on 2014[01:51.24]I listen to the whole album top
Yeah
Ay (CMG), this mixtape here
It's strictly for the fans
(Yogottimusic.com), trust me
I want my album to drop more than you
Call
to Alabama
Chi-Town, where we don't fight over coasts
Cause the one that's in the middle is the one that see the most
No time for that (word) we
looking in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West
Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be
Here lying by your side with my hands running through your
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