Lyrics:
at the top of its nature, hitting that pussy while smoking on vapors
Cremate the body dispose of the ashes
My gun is still loaded and shooting at bastards
different
From those summers I remember
A degenerate seeking refuge
In the refuse of his childhood
Blue, black, beaten
By the drugs inside the system
Veins
Mash potatoes niggas they really be haters right
Yeah I be smoking on gas and cop by the ounce and smoke by the flavors
Niggas they talking that
bust you and fuck you up for chasing the paper
Then you fucked his baby momma so he already hate you
See the vapors are caught by those who choose foes
and let the words escape
To face the next round and burn away
Clouds fly by and shred to vapor
Tune the channel out and go to bed
The flies, the rain,
the crest.
And she was swathed in sorrow, as if born within its mask.
Her candlelight snuffed, the icon smiled.
Emptiness followed by her wake.
I could
(yeah)
I mean, yo, what happen? What happened now?
You know, it's like this
Mummy I saw one day (one day)
She was on some fume vapors
Givin' me lip
theres a creepy person.
Back in school.. back in the day... which, by the way,
I dont know if you know this, was a Wednesday.
Thats a little fun fact.
simple, Mr. Yates
What, do you mean?
You're the creator
What I saw was amazin after raisin up and
gazin at the vapors that I'm creatin, nights and days I'm
hard, guaranteed I'ma take her
So shake the saltshaker, the dro' is the vapor
I ain't got love for niggaz cause all they try to do is cake her
I ain't
"Yo whoop it there it is" call me E cause I equal MC's squared
In the bed marks know I got the key to get the girls
Noses open like the vapors, more
Bunker Hill,
Even though we lost, it was quite a thrill,
The rebel Colonel Prescott proved he was wise;
Outnumbered and low on ammunition
As the British
chopper put in check
Big body on broaders, that's all I know
Mansion on Washetona 6 figures on the floor
Double R and DR watched by Uptown security
LO MISMO DE AYER
....BY: DIOMEDES DIAZ
VERSO 1
yo no volvere a rorargle amor a una mujer
la que me quiera la quiero y se desea marcharse dejo que se
dah vapor
(verse 1 )
reading the signs,
keeping the flow close,
running this grind,
needing the dough so,
creatin we bakin like we was chef lL,
Zoom in to what turns me on
A maiden in my liquid form
Brewing in the deepest of cauldrons
Baffled by the absence of sun
Grace and I had no
and away we go
Racing to the sky
I'm feeling unfadable
'Cause the vapors
Can save us
And take us
And make us believe
That we are free
We can be free
So can I
the circling skies
Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Above the planet on a wing and a prayer
My grubby halo, a vapor trail in the empty
an anthem of a movement of the greatest of speech
Princely park to save in his cheek, raising you bleak
This is bunker rap, punks react
Put screens when
a bunker down by the river
And someone said that that's where they've been getting together
They got masks for the gas, they're sleeping in their
a thirty-ought-six and a premium load
In a shotgun shack on a two lane road
Smack in the middle of the bible belt
Dancin' in the ruins all by myself
We got
and the sweat and
The smell of death
Rising high over Bunker Hill
The men and the boys
With their sightless eyes
Who lay dead before their time
When they broke
work
Just step through the door
Come little bit closer
This never ending dream
We're in a bunker
Why you're smiling sad my friend?
Aren't you safe my
by paranoia, greed and rage.
Temples praising tyranny,
Built on the backs of slaves.
Bloodshed, tears and misery;
A vast expanse of unmarked graves.
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