Lyrics:
Straight up, c'mon Bub, I need you man
Yo, Straight up y'all
Yo Ghost I love you man
You know how we do this right here
We do this for our family
strong
Fucked all them niggas, cuz he caught him, like, he a rookie
End up jammin' shit like Tuesday, run up on me, shoot a movie
Boy, you know who shot
Like an empty bottle washed up by the waves
Like an old schooner slipping slowly to it's grave
Like ghosts of old sailors caught somewhere in time
about it but the
God knows that all I need is one mic
I'll tell you all about it
The women and children imprisoned
By scars but all I need is one mic
Small Heath birmingham
Invasion Alert
Rest in peace my brudda' Depzman, 2Real
Large up Charlie Sloth, fire in the booth
Madting yO
Shoutout to all
dogs that trick off just get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by
in it
niggas try to gain stripe, I flame mic
Got 'em all caught up in the same shit, call it game tight
Keep my name hyped, strivin' to get my
she to say I'd end up in institutions?
All I wanted to do was kiss Aaron Greene and sit by the lake
Twisting lime into the drinks that they made
Have
making love in this fashion
Trains, planes, and automobiles
It's all in the same it's how the wheels turn (Repeat 2x)
[Charlie Brown]
Engine number
Gon' break it down
Now throw some bows' at 'em
Throw some bows' at 'em
Now touch on yo' body like you need a sweater
Turn up!
Now I just showed y'all
phones and all set ‘em to flight mode,
And let the horns fly through the hook and take us right home
CHORUS
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob
your green light
Charlie act cool cause' he know he giving red light
If he gives yellow he's gon pull up in a disguise
Charlie don't care he just wanna
of consciousness
I'm here to bring about Hip-Hop's apocalypse by mouth from the underground necropolis
Prominent with no longer wandering down yonder all anonymous
[Layzie Bone]
I been stuck in the struggle
And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble
I'm gettin' caught up in the dust
Instead of usin' my
[Layzie Bone]
I been stuck in the struggle
And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble
I'm gettin' caught up in the dust
Instead of usin' my
Quest
On the jet boy mission all our clips got extensions
Tryin' to hold onto your chain, you gon' end up missin'
Don't let me catch you slippin'! (You
teens, beauty like we'd never seen
Our heroes led us by the hand
Through Brian Wilson's promised land
Where Disney's God and he commands
Both mice
Aye what that nigga Denzel say on Training Day
You can shoot me but you can't kill me
Bitch
Yeah I'm just tryna ball like Wilson no Jaden
All these
Charlie lives on Castro
Beside a vacant lot
He shares the room with a lover
And a cruel disease the lover caught
He soothes the wounds with cool rags
Chop it up over a phone
I'm Wilson Meadows
I promise
I'm grown
Seek and you find like your home
You can't be stuck on your past
Don't be scared to leave
Showed up at your high school prom
With an axe in my mothafuckin' palm
And I jumped out the front, straight swinging
Necks and backs went flinging,
Charlie
He knows no fear
If I could just be like Charlie
All my troubles would be far
Away from here
I've been running wild for far too long
I think it's
the way from the Windy City
He go by the name of Phaze, Streethop Records
And introducing Ms. Monique Wilson yaw'll, give it up for her.
What if I told you
patients
Leave the long look up inside his eyes
I ain't gotta go and worry bout shit
Taking my whole fucking life by surprise
You know what we be on
Man we
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