Lyrics:
I be down in the clouds
All ways packing the tree
But I know she go around
Find her
Buzzing like a moffucking bee!!
Tho still
I don't judge her,noI
three
Runnin' up plays from all overseas
Call me coach K way I set up the team
Got it poppin', songs are OD
Sun Tzu, I'm at war feelin' Godly
Walkin' with
blood pours down all round
I speak from the deep cut in between my thighs
You covered in blood rubbing your boobs feeling your ass
Rubbing your boobs
passes by
Shit, I've clocked in the nights, like I've stalked victims' obsessive with the knife
I've chalked outside the lines, walked away from these
his piece and my stone
Life flashes by and I
I think of you
As the light from the skies fall down I
I think of you so fine
The sun is shining on your
the Goldtoes
Kickin' down doors
In the club, hoes recognize a C-E-O
Man, that's fa' sho
I'm from the 'Sco
Where they get they pimp on
And blowing the hydro
I
mind
Just a bag this time
Some clothes and a brush for my teeth
Oh, oh
Walk by the road and track
Oh, oh
Just a bag on my back, mmm
I'll hit
Strapped down by time, that's not my line
Come knock down my door, attention whores
You wrote me a tune, bring me the spoon
Cause I can feel it
worker
After coming home from a hard day's work
He walks in the door of his trailer park home
To find his wife in bed with another man
(What the fuck?)
And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet
The souls of the dead
And I said Look out, Lord, he's going to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding
with so much anger
And today I'm clearing them
They put
3 holes from back to my chest
Knowing clear I could be dead by any minute
Uh
They rushed me in
Bayou
Way up the road from Hattie's Shack
Lies a sleepy little Okeechobee town
Talk of swamp witch Hattie lock you in when the sun go down
Rumors
to see you broken down
Not at least broken in
Can't stop some hill shit
From comin' though
The reality is out with the old
And with the new
Ways
As we drove off in your car
Didn't need to return till sun-down
So we headed out of town through the fields and trees
Away from city slickers
Alchemy transforms pain into joy and anger into art and fear in your voice
To vocals on the track and love in the woods by the stream no clothes in the sun
shit play on, you can't make it out
The world ain't set for what I'm about to do
Ninety-six tracks mixed down to two
I stepped out the booth, called
the only one who can stop this never-ending game
(Ooh oo oo)
Flying down Water Street
About to swoop your girl from the Pickle yo (pickle yo!)
About to have
laugh again when they don't understand what I mean, bias
Everybody seen by us
Everybody wanna live a life like this
Man fuck that, do what's good for
It's been five years come this autumn, she remembers well the day
The day the fever got him, and took him far away
Far away from always knowing
[Repeat]
[Verse 3:]
Buddah Hava who lives the ways by nature
Escape on a galactic space caper
To the nexus, transportation a glass Lexus
Forever present is
door and I can't go to pass away
I was thinking I could act a way
On tree like I smoke a couple packs a day
Serve wood cause she want me keep her actions
rock on)
We keep going
Nigga breath can tell by how you rap you don't believe
Ain't hungry no mo' so off me you feed
I hustle at a speed between
rock on)
We keep going
Nigga breath can tell by how you rap you don't believe
Ain't hungry no mo' so off me you feed
I hustle at a speed between
never coming down 'till I see the sun light
I'm laid up In a stasis, I'm just waiting contemplating take off spaceship
I'm with my cutie she can be
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