Lyrics:
Staring at the ceiling, the sky is falling
All I ever wanted was to see her smiling
All the women dressed and shining
She truly has the most impeccable
and the sky were blue,
Down the alleyway a house wagon flew
Hit a bump and somebody screamed,
You should've heard what I'd seen
Who do you love?
Who do you
Puts her foot down under the mackerel sky
She eases off
Exiting the gyratory
Heading west between the hawthorns
Fifty, forty, thirty
Turning off
is money in the sky i dwell at 40
So in the City i be Car-Melo scorin
Wack bitch I´m not the fella for you
I cut a dame off roc a fella shorty
gon make it happen while you look to the sky
It's the N-E-smoke to-L's don't ask me-why
4-42 on the lyin don't pass me by
Paint like onions make
know that you'll be alright
Running through your brain
Talking to the blue sky
Yeah, I'm feeling it these days
I've loved you always
Way down the line
chooses you
Floatin' on a raft we built from scrap wood
Mosquito bit scratchin' felt so good
And I'd never seen eyes your color of blue
You don't
with the cheese
I must got somewhere to be
The sky is looking blue but I'm in love with the green
Yeah I must be wanted in 10 cities for real rap
from Dubai I ain’t gon lie water as blue as the sky
I just sit back n relax kick up my feet nigga u do or you die
Rollin up all of this zah zah I ain’t
in the sky
Lucky if the boy survive
Said It take cash to go to war and
Most you Niggas barely Gettin by
Stupid nigga chose to go against the gvng this
The bel air we drinking is blue
They hatin' on me at a all time high
Bitch I'm Rick flare of the booth
That's why I know I'm the truth
Laugh at these
Hopped in a van to hit L.A Because he had a job to do
And as We headed up I 10 he played Miles Davis Kinda Blue
I remember the sky was powder Blue
'neath this gray-as-granite sky
A place I wake up blushin' like I'm ashamed to be alive
How long can a world go on under such a subtle God?
How long
these bands on put my fam on
Aye you know what it is
MADHouse with the hits
Act out you get hit
Trapped out, make them flip
Packs out for the lift
Blue
can't find my super suit
I loopty loop, a couple loops, on logic dude
And holy shit I made a mood
I'm to the moon and back by noon
Saw little boy blue
like this
Forty million years ago i lit a cigarette
Picked up a monkey skull to go
The sun was spitting fire
The sky was blue as ice
I felt a little
Does the sun know that it's shining
When it hasn't rained for weeks
Forty nights under blue skies
And water is all that we seek
And the sky starts
away
Take a vacay to Marina Del Ray
And wake up with Fort Worth on my mind
I'm on Strait time
I'm staring at a blue clear sky
As I hit the highway outta
heavyweight
Flood the streets with my CD when the levee breaks
Hit the fade away like Bron up in the post
I got the game by the balls, I got it on the ropes
on your door day and night
Prisoner number 804
Once minister fought for truth
He got paid with a prisoner suit
He got paid with the sky blue suit)
Prisoner
niggas straight into a heart attack
Life is like a relapse
Can you see that?
My name is Jamie Madrox, represented by the bat
Dark night, dark skies
he dirty
I'm making this art til I'm well over thirty
Or forty, you buying that clout get aborted
You niggas unworthy of being awarded
For anything
right, why I been so livid
I been havin dreams, man this shit so vivid
Lucid, my eyes take me trippin
Whippin, life goin by my vision
Slippin out of time,
Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang
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