Lyrics:
your face
You got to live with your mistakes
Every day
There's no escaping
People are gonna hate and
You care what people say but
At the end of the day
But not every Caucasian person lives by that
And some of my people need to understand that
But those Caucasians also need to realize
How difficult it is
Ba da da da da dau
Ba da da da da da da da da oh
Da da da da da aha
And now this is what I love
When I can't stop lovin'
Go out dancin' from
Right now every single move is a combo
I got people taking me as mentor
So I gotta live up to expectations
So it's like: Ok, this is what he went to hell
viene con peso
La lírica que expreso
No quieras competir si tu solo vienes con eso
People be mad cause I tell it how it is
People be mad cause it is what
the sacrifice as long as you grow
Hustle is all that we know
Know the recipe is?
For people to want to take what you live?
Give ‘em enough of who you are, so that
caused, the only way I'm fluent
Is fuckin' up my gardens grown now homies wanna do it
I guess that I should stop 'em before they put their lives into it
If
a million
Jumping on a hill
Vertical is height
People live above you
Postured like a totem
Runnin' up some stairs
Vertical is might
Stalling
(T)he town of Holcomb Kansas
Stands on a lonesome plain
Farmin’ there’s a hard row to hoe
Hardly ever rains
The good people who live there
By
that I finished the
First part of my album series and I'm so excited
It's been a long time coming, but 'WNDW' is done
I think I deserve a drink
Oh, I'm
I'm a Five-One-Eighties baby, raised in the 90's
Raised in a place where recreation is grimey
Safety is a grace that might increase the face
a full stomach and some shit for the summer
Khaled whatever you want nigga this is another one
Kiss the artwork leave your lipstick on the cover
The album
hard
Where do we go when we die?
What color is it there?
Is there even a there?
How long will my greatest hits album be?
Will I be remembered?
Will I be
[Verse 1]
If being wack was a state of mind
I wouldn't have it in my country
In my repertoire is heaters
Similar to Escobar's Ether
Call me teacher
ain't a lot
Aye I saw some A listers hanging in my spot
And B is for Broccoli you know this Tribe don't stop
This beat is brought to you by the street
Ladies and gentlemen, this is Drake News
We have heard reports of many people in the area dropping dead
Everybody remain calm
The Armageddon is here
But enough is enough
You don't have to suck it all up
So life can be tough
Punch that witch in the gut
Put that witch in the bag, put the bag in
wolverine
Just trying to show em what this boul can be
Kicking it with bitches looking fine as hell like Norma Jean
My normal dream manifested by my people
wrapped in plastic; the odd one holds the album cover.
Skeleton head is split; I’ll be stuck in this corrupted fucking world without another.
My hidden
of these songs were, directly or indirectly, inspired or at the very least influenced by The Mayor of Margaritaville, Jimmy Buffet, to whom this album is
What is America to me
A name, a map, or a flag I see
A certain word, democracy
What is America to me
The house I live in
A plot of Earth,
What is America to me
A name, a map, or a flag I see
A certain word, democracy
What is America to me
The house I live in
A plot of Earth,
cryin’
‘Cause she doesn’t have a dress without a patch
For the party to go
Oh, but you know she’ll get by
She is livin’ in the love of the common people
to lose any part of the heart of my people
Devils eyes deceitful
I know that guy personally and some of his demons
But just know how to grow is by putting
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