Lyrics:
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I
of cig's,
A fresh one hanging from her lips, a beer between her legs.
She'd ride down to the river, and meets with all her friends.
The road goes
now, Lord!
Please excuse me for these verses I'm abusing more
I've hardly tried improving, swore I'd cried these lines to You before
My conscience has
the road, poor boy,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road.
Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man;
There he caught him a ride.
He said, "I just got loose from
Watched how he coped, smoked, drinking he provoked
False hope that I hoped, watch at twelve with a rope
I was pulled from the ground
Alcohol
got no choice, or better yet no voice
But still by that time I hope to write enough rhymes
To own a fleet real estate with a Rolce Royce
Rollin' deep
gettin' stuffed
Bro brought a swisher but it's cool I keep my own to puff
Camo' bandana 'cause only soldiers off the road I'm from
Look for the realest in
starving felt the heart of my art turn sideways
I made my name 9th grade
All alone on the road
And it wasn't from a tour
You don't get it
Pressure
I'm free
Your green eyes look like shit to me
'Cause baby you don't own me
You never could control me
The road you're on looks lonely
And I hope
She was born on the road
Came to our town long ago
She moved in like the night
The world faded from sight
As if the river no longer knew how
hope they'll remember to overthrow the government so tyrannical
On the road, home I'll never be
Their eyes can't see the damage they're unleashing
Carry my own weight I float away by igniting leaves
Stay by the fire tree wind is cold but inspiring
Everything is so tiring I don't why I lie to me
I'd
success will await @ the end of the road success will await
Shout oh children shout your free for God has bought our liberty shout oh children shout your
store[00:53.89]We'll take ya all away through that new cult tour[00:56.43]Just be sure when you go through, you're never coming back.[00:59.05]So I hope death is where
locked
And the hope ain't free
Who gon' sell those dreams
That we all really need
Imma take that task
Put it all on me
Man, I'm feeling your sentiments
So
act like you don't know
Giddy up, giddy up (d.A. Got that dope)
Don't pay me in gold, giddy up, giddy up
Back outside, I'm on the road, giddy up,
I'm just trying to keep you from going insane[01:47.05]Real free game, don't have you stuck Fuck a beautiful lie, that's an ugly Duck[01:50.33]I'ma run
Haunting
Keep my (eyes from), haunting
Keep my (eyes from), haunting
Keep my (eyes from), haunting
Haunting
Part to this lonely road
You gave
get a thing from me
They didn't care then
Why care now
I've been so lost
I could've just been found
Everything is gone
I lost all my hope
Take a road
free
So stand firm then and do not let yourself be burdened again
By yolk of slavery Galatians 5 and 1
But now you have set yourself free from sin
on debt
Could of set the working class free
Efficient I know they fear me
My production is eerie
Lyricism and vocals
Are coming from soul not Siri
Rasta
roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted on their columns now that binds
(Don't cry)
Chances, slippin' away
Slippin' away (Don't cry)
(No more chances)
You can't live inside the box and claim your mission's to free us
Been
abandoned by my inner lost thoughts
Another way to speak lies from my intrusive cohorts
Be not known of the great depths of my life
Be not I but the thought
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