Lyrics:
I'm in the furniture trade
Got a new job today
But stick the cretin
On the number-three lathe
Went down the town
To a HM club
The sign had
emergency
Lady, oh, please come back to me
Emotion of fire is burning inside
Lady, don't lose your pride
9. This old town
Baby, I'll hurt you
Oh, come let me
when Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose gold on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over
clothes you cant tell by the tag
I don't mean to boast and brag but them hoes around you hating
They just waiting on you to slip so I could leave yo ass
it so
I can be myself, high till I die, while I got these rhymes h-town bobbin to my sound
So I play this on repeat till it speak back to me
Metaphors
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
Moving like a worm
They can’t tell if I’m cat or pillar
I’m moving south in winter
From chi town to h -town
I stay loaded
Base now
They hold me under
When
I'm in the furniture trade
Got a new job today
But stick the cretin
On the number-three lathe
Went down the town
To a HM club
The sign had
So feel this verbal cocaine, your whole tape was trash
Now the whole Screwed Up Click, gon beat that ass
So when you come in H-Town, don't hide
a life and get lit up quick
Rain niggas got me doing this
Used to be on some sell ass shit
Or mail that bitch back home in a box
And leave no trail
know it's been a while
Ain't felt it a while
You know how I likе it so
You're dripping so I drown
Keeping shit quiet don't wake up the town
Licking
fuck by your system, that's evident
Puts bullets in a brother at a club back to ignorent
Special shouts to big boomer, personal autograph
And shouts
the town thinking
When I cock back my pistol drop back and whistle
For my niggas to hold me down because this here bout to get hit dude
We miss you
Raining, raining, raining. Rain in sugar town. [Repeat: x 2]
A new day dawns across the tracks,
tile by tile the chimney stacks.
A city steeped
I’ll change, I’ll change for the better
Pick any day, Sunday through Sunday, Sun up to sun down,
It’s hard to live by the, rules of the town when you’re
(Disorder) x9
Take me back to my Ghost Town
I don't wanna be here
Lot of People I've let down
Shit, We just gotta be clear
Wanna be back to my own
the town thinking
When I cock back my pistol drop back and whistle
For my niggas to hold me down because this here bout to get hit dude
We miss you
Ain't no nigga like a H-town nigga
'Cause the rest of y'all niggaz ain't shit
(Ain't shit)
Ain't no nigga like a Mississippi nigga
So the rest
they say he A menace
You don't want no beef with him nothing serious
We bulletproofed
You can't shoot us
Hold it hold it let them come
I'm that nigger
when Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose gold on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over
another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down, It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Now he had been looking at me
is H.A.W.K. and I'll let you know, on this track by Shadow
All go fuck blow, and kick in the fucking do'
[Hook - 2x]
[H.A.W.K.]
The Southside got
back on deck
So respect my mind, respect my grind
Walk right past don't respect, don't mind
20 young broads like a cheer leading squad
All they wanna
shit, I don't really like y'all
Gemini, gem in my mind, I'm a ten out of nine, divine
I been down in H-Town, tryna get gross with my net
I bet
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