Lyrics:
we together we should put it in a song
Anytime you feel you drowning mane don’t let it guide you
Let me make an album bout it called Penn’s Bayou
By
to the rhythm come on
Crash into the color of your mind
I can feel it in my soul
Live on the record put the album on rewind
Rock n roll to the rhythm come
the past
I have to live
With what I've done
Nobody said that this here would be fun
My family never come second to none
Thanks to my fans
For showing support
Turn when possible - already twisted
Hold on - bye!
And I think the guitar came out
Followed by twenty albums
There is only the top in front of me
You do
so ratchet together
Chop yo ass down swing the hatchet together
Watch how you speakin too bad you're not clever
We don't live in the same world, we
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
by myself and I
Can't stop, no, fucking with these bitches, gotta
Lock down, cause my heart been feeling extra stronger
Want you, but I know I can do
you're by my side
It's a treat just to fucking breathe
The air you breathe out makes me come alive
For you my heart beats a melody
If loving you's a crime
Frozen to the bone, there's darkness in your soul
Your cold, cold heart, your cold, cold heart, yeah
Haunt me like a ghost, that won't leave me alone
Out cruising in a Volvo, a duffle for dolo, buffy polo
A blow house is where I resided once
Live amongst fiends, counting currency, hitting blunts
battin up, with homeruns
Sacario four album and I'm droppin this summer
[Chorus: Sacario]
Live big all my shorties you know who you is
Spend that dough,
from some streams
Missing in action I don't wanna be seen
Vibes all live 1 by 1 let the MCs speak
Critique the technique
Mortal words that live through
we were so close
Disconnect was never this low
My face red, from when you let it go
Every step I felt had led me lower
Now my heart starts pounding
Yo hip-hop, started out in the heart
Uh-huh, yo
Now everybody tryin to chart
Say what? Hip-hop, started out in the heart
Yo, now everybody tryin
yourself a raft
Tryna build yourself a home but it's broken by the past
An it broken by the people that you let inside your grasp
Now you move wit paranoia
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
mlátia mojich fanúšikov
To som ja a moje debilné stories
Ktorých je vela, ale tie najlepšie si asi zoberiem so sebou do hrobu
Alebo až na tretí album
'nother domain (we ridin')
Out the bottom, I'm the livin' proof (super)
Ain't compromising, half a million on the Coupe
Drug houses, lookin' like Peru
of sittin' in the dank house steady inhalin' somethin'
So I snatched you up, put you at the right place at the right time
Open mic night at the club, with
the finest of them (yeah)
She's the one who's carried my heart (heart)
Making me alive, enjoying the rest of my life yeah
Live the best, observing restrictions
(These tears I cry)
(Sure won't be the last) ayy, rest in peace to Nip
(They will not be the last, no) the album was done, I had to go back in
hey, hey-hey hey
Then we resume, hangin with stars
Then we live in fat houses and fat ass cars
Then we drive and scream - nigga FUCK the law
Me
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