Lyrics:
and the losers feel the same
Who knows what tomorrow brings
Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That means he's lost the will to live
I'm
Well God bless Texas and Akin Shackleford
He read the bible seven times
And he believed every word
That old beat up leather book
Had been
number one
You ain't number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin' that they number one
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar keeps firing
Oh, we in
on the map
Rattatat
Let me Bring it right back
I been trail blazing
Lemme show you where we at
I’m tapped in, turned up, tune to the power
I’m tapped in,
try
If you don't ever spread your wings then you ain't never free
I said I know you just a bird but crazy I agree
He returned back to the sky ain't say
From my wings are shaken
The dews that waken
The sweet birds every one
When rocked to rest
On their motherˈs breast
As she dances about the sun
I wield
Got me losing myself
Feeling high but my life low
Got hooked to things that you don't even wanna know
Save me, I've drowned in sorrow
Feeling like
that shit like 4/20
And I hit yo' ass with the SIG Sauer (boom)
Had them put you back together like a jigsaw
And I'ma still bring that bacon home
I
can’t leave you hanging on
Clip my wings I’m never more to roam
You’re the only home I’ve ever known
Well I started out with nothing
That’s exactly what
been at nigga
From a city if you sneeze
They'll bless you no clean-ex nigga
When i get on
I might just put a remy stone next to rodney's
Add sweets
Little Benny Blue playing out in the back
Running through the weeds by the railroad track
Just a happy kid got nothin' on his mind
Well a minute
five stones and bring a nigga back a hundred
Gotta see my feet dude, you do shit a fiend do
The fire get too hot in the kitchen, I hit the streets fool
This shit is fresh out the oven
Fresh out the oven
I'm back in this bitch, nigga you know what's up
Stackin' my dividends
Straight out that
And the doormat of the National League"
He told his friends, "You know, the law of averages says
Anything will happen that can" that's what it says
"But
Catch no shakes over jakes (boomp-boomp!) we bust back
Bring the marty to your face wit no place to run back
I'm from the slums that created the bass that
Three two's represent your birth
Redefining what life is worth and
Some say you were born with wings
Well we believe in the change you'll bring
Now
circles
Around one big right wing
Yes, the left wing was broken long ago
By the slingshot of cointelpro
And now it's so hard to have faith in
as spooked as that by the sound
Fuck it with Saddam I'll bring a new saigon
Ain't nothing changed pe we be the same crew boy
Yeah that's right nine eight
talking the 500
Rome around the streets
You'll see track marks running
That or all these pills
In suburban pantries
These suburban nannies
Be going OD
the sun is shining, the clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness, the sunlight blinds his eyes
Bring it back, bring it back, bring
standards
I hope that you see
All the decisions you made gon' come back to haunt you, let me rephrase
I'm on a whole nother level, nothing less I settle
Imma
've never seen nothing like it no never in your life
Like going up to heaven and then coming back alive
Let me tell you all about it
And the world will so
phone
I could hear it in her voice, know she just wasn't alone
Then a voice I didn't recognize
Said, "If you wanna' see your wife alive bring a million
don’t love
I don’t always say it but by my actions how I show love
Loved by couple sweet ones that’s probably what got em salty
Yo weed liquor vibes in
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