Lyrics:
to death in the wild west
I'm up next and I expect to take it by the balls and by the neck, it's right ahead
The final steps to take before a deal get's cut
alive with a pretty thing by my side
New fit too fly, wild for the night, got me yellin' out "my oh my"
I don't need you to be waitin' in line
I can take
exhausting
Hop up in the booth spitting sick shit, get nauseous
Hop up in a coupe doing doughnuts, feel lawless
It feel like the Wild Wild West bitch
You asked
Hop up in the booth spitting sick shit, get nauseous
Hop up in a coupe doing doughnuts, feel lawless
It feel like the Wild Wild West bitch
You asked for
really busy
Hit the E-Way, do the dash, now I'm in Liberty City
In the Wild Wild West, boy, you gotta keep a glizzy
Sellin' Za by the 3-5, goin' for the 60
When The sun comes down and the night's alive
City lights on, time for us to arrive
Let's feel the rhythm, let's let it flow
We're in the zone now,
I told bro you moving to lose in this street shit you gotta play it safe
We was in the car
In the middle of nowhere meeting the plug just me and jake
your head
Ive been swallowed by my bed and I'm a little bit depressed
But fuck the doctors and the meds, we gon paint these walls red
And I'll be hiding
of my mind When I'm on the beat I become wild
During the day I'm able to shine
Sipping on lean, oh what a lie
Dead or alive
Your shit is gonna eat you up
Our little victories and desires won't live on
Let shadows die
So I can feel alive
I feel alive
I feel alive, yeah
In fear and faith (in fear
You make me smile, yeah
You drive me wild
Just stay a while
Make you my baby
Everybody in the world gotta know now
You my girl, you the one I'm
Are you even recording? Yeah
Politicking will slow me down, feet in the mud
Hands on the money I'm going wild, weed in the Dutch
Heavy the head, I
page
I remember that gangsta hit by NWA
Represent dead presidents and slang cocaine
In the name of America, I ll take my pledge
So be careful what you
can you imagine?
Picture years with your mom, can you imagine?
Paint a picture in the sky, can you imagine?
Call emergency, I've been dreamin' all my
on the hilltop
Following a pack of wild geese
Someday, everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
Sailing 'round the world in
on the hilltop
Following a pack of wild geese
Someday, everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
Sailing 'round the world in
My Mama told me head above the water.
You go and test your luck in death before dishonor.
I got to stay alive for my son and daughter.
The Devil is
you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"
[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get
hopping fences
I got suspended for a few weeks in the 8th grade
When the principal caught me on the street tryna spray paint
I bought a dozen eggs from
Stripping down to wild desires
She'll paint her passion in lipstick
Gives me the stare, fueling the fire
Her body's been starved and nostalgic
They waiting for me
To get closer to my angels
They waiting for me
To get closer to them stars
They waiting for me
Got to live to feel alive
in the paint 'cause she need to know me
Her body insane, man, she provoke me, like pow!
I'm a need y'all to turn the fuck up, now!
I'm a need y'all
never thought I'd paint anything again
I decided I wasn't ever gonna paint again
It didn't bother me too much, Warhol's dead
David Hockney's still alive
to find
Can't think of life without you it's messing up my mind
Say the word
And I'll be there right by your side
To keep our love alive together we will
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