Lyrics:
one stone
It's crazy to me how easy killing birds is
Emotional support music
What the people want to hear
Supplemented by not feeling worthless
Sounds
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
to Aretha
Franklin singing one
Of twelve big smash hit's
That are now appearing in one
Of her top albums, "Runnin' Out of Fools"
Everybody's got you pegged
a passenger
I keep walking by cause I can't fly
But in this sense of reason I keep really cool
I have found myself nobody's fool
And just when you think you're
Oh man
Hi
You guys are so loud
I'm glad I have this moment to
Talk to you because this
Whole thing is going by so
Fast I can't even like, process
Yeah, nigga
I'm still fuckin' with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.
'99, nigga, guess who's back
Still, still doin' that
w twojej kawie
Zgaszę blanta w twojej kawie
Dawaj album masz go
Prawie
Widziałem jak moi przyjaciele wstrzykują sobie marichuaninę
Dekadę później
not a lotta things
That impress me but this album definitely took me by the balls
And said look here, this sure is something serious
Futuristic, he
nowhere, and it's now
We are nowhere, and it's now
And like a ten minute dream in the passenger seat
While the world was flying by
I haven't been gone
nowhere, and it's now
We are nowhere, and it's now
And like a ten minute dream in the passenger seat
While the world was flying by
I haven't been gone
This the last song on the album
It's my first blues album
So I'ma dedicate this last song to the name of the album
Boosie Blues Cafe
Take you
the kids, the kids in the area too that are affected by like pollution they can come and smoke the hookah too. And go like "This actually, like, tastes like
Has the Persephone docked yet?
Yeah, the passengers are going through customs now
Here they come
It's Mrs. Aster
Hey, Mrs. Aster, over here
magic jaun a pimp
I learned the word bitch from you,
So why can't a nigga get rich from you
These are English words
Scarred to be used by geeks
full of old black men
And the graveyards of rusted automobiles
[Chorus]
Good mornin' America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son!
a fucking drive-by
Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac
Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack
Master P in the passenger seat getting
passengers
Innocent by standers get hit with flashes no cameras
You could be in Cape Town and get your bag snatched
By Muslims with AK47s like it's Baghdad
its been
And all the signs lead back to you
And I could never let you go cause half of me is you
And outside I see the sun going down alone
I drove by
through ordered a big mac, let me reload and super size that!
You must be trippin, are you hearing what you’re sayin?
You’re worshiping God, but you sound
don't know by now baby I'm a star,
Look at my face,
Look at my car,
Look at my waist then look at my scars.
Look out da window see where we are.
In
because it seems far
But my destination isn't determined by my car
Please travel with full intention
But these signs are here to guide you
Quite a few
no sobriety when slaps and words are getting drawn
Spitten on by your kin who gives the chair you're sitting on
But I've written strong words just
pouring myself in
Nine albums are dropped but the fire is
still burning
Now I am unwinding
Love the way I am grinding
At least I'm being my real self
There
this vibe from a guy
I thought he was funny and nice when he tried
He talked to me kind which took me by surprise
I said wait, come closer, let me see
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