Lyrics:
Omoola
My brother kosoro
Lola muhammad
Emi ma mu fence teba ni kosono
Life
You do good you good you do bad one day we gon die
Double six no sure
the fence into the leaves
Had to live to tell the story
If we're pointing blames, it's on me
I was young, was in my late teens
I just wanted fun and ladies
at all except what could be done with that unremarkable patch of dirt
They made beautiful gardens
And behind powerful pearly white picket fences they
ain't no way to live
And this barely gettin' by is really gettin' old
And it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty bolt
But someday
Something's gotta give.
all day
On my grind always
Seen some foul, foul times
In this wild, wild life
And I ain't even trippin', no
Since the world we live in is so cold
heighted my innocence
I was living out life behind the picket fence
Happy go lucky scared of no one
With the only exception, I'm allergic to the sun
Forget the shank, heard they said that, "Drill's dead"
Bit of mileage, rev and they're live instead
I don't know 'bout chattings, I grind instead
those guitars through the night
Sing I'll Fly Away on Sundays teach our children wrong from right
BB Guns to Remingtons we grow into our rifles
We live by
Today's the day of Stacey's birthday
She lives in a cul-de-sac- with
All the rich kids who socialise
With pool parties and the barbeques- with
Their fence is neglected by Magic Mike
Putting runs on the board, hear the ring and the crack
As the Angels sing with every swing of his bat
Fans begin
you live in his hometown shack
Did you stand in the rain and
No place was home
Did you sit with your back bare
In freezing snow
Did you say to your
forever so free
So come follow me
To the cabin by the sea
Picture you and me
By a cabin in the sea
You paint the fence, I'll hang a tire from
will be,
Forever so free,
So come follow me, cabin by the sea.
Picture you and me in the cabin by the sea.
You paint the fence, I'll hang the tire from
live another day (thank You for lettin' me live another day)
You always got something to say
In the kitchen with my kinfolk, cookin'
They say
on the side of you
Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do?
I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin'
No matter how many lives you ruin
It's for
down all fences to see my aim
Bring this dying world into oblivion
Within a dream of another world
Where all I live for still remain
And as the pain
hard in this business to live
But I'm still in this bitch
And still killin this shit
Got the gang on my side I'm not a loner
Alcoholics and stoners
far fetched in a young world of sex, i was gambling with cents of my soul
Hopping off fences, pockets full with change, for a chain off to remand i'd go
time in my life
That I now know
Is that memories are only fence posts
Passing by on the side of the road
Down the ruts of old dirt roads
We see
See the Devil on the doorstep now, my, oh, my
Telling everybody, oh, just how to live their lives
Sliding down the information highway
Buying in
I keep dwellin' on the past, babe
Know what I need, yeah
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see
I need some
I keep dwellin' on the past, babe
Know what I need, yeah
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see
I need some real
me
Remember these niggas
Don't live by your code
New player new rules
Different barcodes
Same city but chose different roads
Fuck the same hoes
overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that LOUD
Gold tooth shine like TA-DOW!
Biggie Smalls the illest and how
Phrase raise your eyebrow
By now you
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