Lyrics:
pickup truck
She's ten pounds of sugar in a five pound sack
A Hollywood looker in a John Deere cap
I go fast, she hollers faster
She's the first one up
a fast pass, claim they got the gas but all they
Spit's sitcom shit, all I hear is laugh tracks
Had a couple savages behind me like I'm Mad Max
I got too
Too much on my mind
I'll just pass on by
Girl I'm not your guy
Yeah
Losing patience
I got too much on my mind
Same way you don't look at me, then
they seem
Show time no time to relax
I can't even take a minute I can't get off track
Fast pace now I'm livin the life
But I can't explain this pain
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryna get a drink up out her
She like my
Limped to his blanket 'neath the underpass
Lie there tasting his own blood on his tongue
Closed his eyes and listened to the cars
Rushin' by so fast
telegram
Snoop Dogg told me that
Now blow me back while I'm pimpin' on this funky track
Bang ES, we givin' it up, got the bitches singin' the rest
We
to his blanket 'neath the underpass
Lie there tasting his own blood on his tongue
Closed his eyes and listened to the cars rushin' by, so fast
Star Track.
(Paul Kantner)
If your head spins round try to see the ground if you can
My busy eyes missed her path through the air as she ran
My
I'm back
Back by popular demand
Back on the beats back with the mic in hand
I'm back like your spine
Back one more time
Back to show these rappers
Puttin in work
Gettin' Fast money
On the 15th and 1st
Fragrant bouquet
The finest fine pine
High times
Dope fiend tracks
And opium in nice smooth stacks
don't reminisce
I ain't getting sentimental
They say good things come in pairs, me I think it's coincidental
We eating on the track, break the fast I'm
past flew by so fast it has been left behind
My future so unsure, it's yet to be defined
All I have is my now, now I'm in the nick of time
Killing time
Left your tracks, running through my front door
When you rolled by every night at nine
And you're telling me you wanna fix what's broken, oh
Yet
(Rell on the Track) gotta watch how you move
When you worth somethin'
Shoot a nigga from the corner
Pulled a Dirk on him
Pull up to a nigga block,
Oo (Oo)
Tell ya what it do (Do)
Shawty who is you (Ka-Ka-Kato)
侍 They cutting through (On the track)
Better have ya proof (Bih)
Keep them
finally nail me for sellin' dope
They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap
Attack, words bein' known to explode on contact
Extreme at times
a lit wire
That split in the pit
Fibers and bzzz you hit
By the "Gangsta Boogie"
Every ghetto it's the meadow never
Settle for your level
Kept it real-o
I hate myself more than I ever let on
I'm burnt out at twenty two
I lived too fast and I loved too much and I'll die too young
But I chose this
Track life boss made, I'm a go getter
Still real, still solid, no ho nigga
You ain't just heard what happened to them ho niggas?
Everybody gettin'
be rolling through the streets
In a beamer bomber like Hiroshima
Hit you like Katrina 'til they like
"Damn Gina!" (Damn)
I eat MCs like fast food,
eye yeah you know how it goes
Cruising in my lane take my time
Getting no where fast change my mind yeah you know how it goes
Colorblind grey in
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
"Who the hell do they think they are,
Invading our home like that?
Grandma and I had to leave so fast,
We couldn't even catch the cat."
"The
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