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Walkin' to Missouri

Sammy Kaye

The Sammy Kaye Collection

2001

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I look to You
You're my only help 
There's no more of me 
I give my life to You

I'm a blank script
Fill my pages with Your words, God 
I want a fresh

how I flip the script (Script, Script)
Never under estimate some real nigga shit
Tables don't only turn 
I make that shit flip

I ran up on these Niggas

But I learned to write my scripts
Woah

(Ha)
Yeah I learned to write my scripts hoe
(Ha)
Yeah I learned to write my scripts hoe
(Ha)
Seen you movin'

a played out script to this
From being true, to being used is how we live
But you don't have to be like them, you don't
Have to be like them

So now's

your words careful 
Or get found where you lay
Stick to the script cause these niggas is watching 
Stick to the script cause these niggas is plotting 
Be

killing yourself
Got my idol on your bed, Bitch you been blessed
Kickflip over ya bitch cause I have to
Switch the script and hitting licks like a white

change 
And it wont make no sense 
Go play ya role
Go head follow ya script
It it what it was
It is what it is
If you throwing shots 
I bet I won't flinch

Ain’t stick to script, fuck nigga changed up
That’s how he feel
Look me in my eyes ask me how I feel me
Ten times a hundred Ima give you the real
Forever

to be it's killing me
Am I crazy or am I fine
Don't know who or what I'm fighting for anymore 
Lost my script and missed my line

The bridge is turning I

I don't know what to do
Don't know where I'm
Don't know what I'm feeling
Need me a script
Body go numb
Way Higher than a ceiling
Need to come down

grandsons
Dreaming of riding the whip
Manifesting the phantoms
Feel like I been steering the ship
I've written the script
I'm down with the shit I ain't

Can't be a pussy, this youngin' a soldier
You want this money, I told you I'll show ya
I'm gettin' it script, after script, after script
You don't see

then go flip the script
How you gun say you love me said I'm tired of all this bullshit
I been sipping mud from the morning until the night comes
I been

and I'm watching in
In the day time I'm the devil with a lot of scripts
In the night time you a little, tiny, pussy bitch

You know I'ma watch you burn, in

pocket

I might take off to the moon
I'm blasting off like a rocket

Yeah the doc just filled the script
An I ain't sick I ain't coughing

Swear its

to me
Instead of feeding me lies
That you think I’ll believe
Reading out the script as if we’re filming a scene
But baby I still entertain it because it

then I ain't with it
If it ain't innovation, then I ain't with it
You read a script, but we go with our intuition
You're saying we need to change,

SOS
SOS (Ha ha)
Im on my Same old shit
Different day different dollar with the same old story on that same old script
SOS
SOS (Haha)
I'm on my same

me lip
Straight drop the script 
MUBU the script 
Stick to the script 
If you want smoke shit it get lit 
They shot up the party & didn't say watch out

My life is a movie Sang by yours truly, truly The script made me do it blood, sweat, tears (yeah)



Dirigí un cuento en mi película, a mi manera

STICKING TO THE SCRIPT SCRIPTS CRIPT SCRIPT 
EVEN IF IT HURT I'MA WORK
SPLIT THE PIE UP WITH MY FAMILY LIKE DESSERT
UNDER-HANDED TRIED TO DRAG ME IN THE DIRT

that white suit
Script after script  
But ain't go to no acting school 
Check the tracking box should be here a quarter til' noon
I'm back on my shit now

to write redemption a script
A truthless gun a dying Son
To turn the tables we flipped
Turn the tables we flipped

Paint the beauty we split
Paint the beauty