Lyrics:
Now I see what fame will really get you
Bottle by the night stand, that ease the stress
Dealing with depression, pills on the dresser
Fiending for
left out in the rain
Don't just say you're fed up, tired of love
Whatever you need, I got it; come with me
You don't have to stay up waiting by the phone
I promise you we're not the same
I got nobody to blame
I fell in love with the propane
I light it up, ease up the pain, yeah yeah
You not fuckin'
need a ventilator, I'll hook you up to respirators
Wanna be the man, come I show you my friend
I'm so fly, it's lonely up here
Probably be a legend by my
of em can't get they shit back
Man i got homies that get sturdy on thursday
For a quick rack
There's a war up on this field
So third eyes intact my minds
night gets worse it just hurts like hell
We're going crazy
Rager in one twelve
We can ease the pain
And tell lies to ourselves
Tied my hands up threw me
cry
Onion pum pum make a grown man cry
Light up me world like fireworks
Drive me crazy like fayawo
Make me scratch body na you be my craw craw
Na you be
cars passed with all the bass up
Man, it is wild that I could sleep a full night
And never wake up
Reminisce in silence, it's alright
Historical
let it go
Spark up a blunt and smoke
You better blow that shit out, man
Yeah, yeah
If I could fly (if I could fly, yeah)
I would probably never
Words and music by Woody Guthrie
While we're on the subject of hard work, I just wanted
To say that I always was a man to work.
I was born working
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
daddy (sponsor)
It can be a fucking homicide, it can even be a suicide
I'ma kill a nigga by a gun, or even by a fucking knife
Nikiwa show man I'm killin'
Mama I don't wanna kill a man, you know i always been a simple man
Life getting so complicated, got me changing to a different man
All i wanna do is
anything yourself
Raise up and make it happen
Cuz regrets they won’t sell
I gotta keep to myself
People acting they actin
We’re surrounded by sheep
homie be scoring with ease
Ain’t talkin hoopin I’m scoring PTs
Pour up a Jordan 6 line of the rings
Add that shit up that 2 lines by a 3
But I bet
taking my life
It's being eaten by demons
I'll be going to hell but I been praying for Jesus
If I am deceased then they must pick up the pieces
Know it
a Cuban link
Puff cigars with Rich, he got the Cuban link
Fly to Bilbao for lunch
Back by the evening, that's what grafters do when we're up
Lowkey
way up by hard work
I ain't ever got no where, but I got there by hard work
Work of the hardest kind I been down and I been out
I been disgusted I been
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Huhahahaha
Yeah
I'm in a foul mood
Somebody gon' get beat up
Somebody gon' get beat up
They either hate or they on your side
Fuck it, we ridin' (fuck it, we ridin')
Playin' games just to ease your mind
Damn, I'm high (damn, I'm high)
made a pattern out that shit trying to find myself
And that explains why I end up by myself
I need to keep it that way, until I get right
Cause I can't
chase me, man I manifest with ease, man this shit is crazy
I be working on the daily, you will never catch me slipping boy, I ain't lazy
Now my fucking
medicated I don't need a script
Break it down, roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Pour one up get turnt up Damn I'm feeling faded
Pop a pill ease the pain
of the human population
The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai
And he's the man that discovered the Ultra85
Accompanied by a girl inside their
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