Lyrics:
of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound
of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound
parent's house upstate
Upstate
Woke from the dream and I was old
Staring at the asscrack of dawn
Walked these streets up and down
Looking for Paul Simon
be movin' the tan rock
That's the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot
Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot
Drive-by on a rat, you
Close your eyes, it's time
Take a breath and feel
Your hand in mine
You're gonna be just fine
Through the storms
And the hurricanes
I'll be there
it in my eyes
I ain't playin' wit 'em homie
Yeah I'm strapped when I ride
You real nigga yeah he keep it way hood
To govern a bitch, I make Georgia
the eight
and look who in it and out it
nigga
[DJ Paul]
look in da eyes of a mad man
shoot em in the head man
level on dat coco
Playa stata calla
da
gators that's necessary
Accessories, my closet's a "Pet Sematary"
I get approached by animal activists
I live in a zoo
I run scandals with savages
All
Paul 'longside Beyoncé, now hear de man say
Dis a dutty ye, dutty yow (yow), dutty ye (yow), dutty yow (yow, yeah)
Beyoncé sing it now ya
Baby boy,
Simon can you come see me?
I need you to give us the key
I think you can obviously tell
We've all been seduced by your spell
The yellow flash in your eyes
7 years have gone by
Some friends moved on to their promised land
But their hearts are still in touch
I live the life I promised you
I hope you did
I'm Paul Bunyan got these bitches kissing touching
Like it's 2 am in London
2 am in London
Bitch we bout to function call your girls and let's get
Sean de Paul 'longside Beyoncé (uh-huh), now hear di man say
Dis ah dutty yeah (a big tune), dutty yo (yo, yo)
Dutty yeah (yo, yo), dutty yo (yo, yeah)
sheets
It could happen lowkey
You better have Ross call me or you gon' be eye level with a roach feet
This ain't a diss, nigga
This is all lives matter
been torn asunder
I don't know when this hurricane will end
By and by I'll stare in the eye
But you can't even hear me cry
We weren't meant to live
They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my 4-5
Stashed in my ride, watchin' haters in they eyes
I'd rather go in a blaze, then get taken by
They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my 4-5
Stashed in my ride, watchin' haters in they eyes
I'd rather go in a blaze, then get taken by
I’ll show you your future
It only depends on the move
It’s lie for lie
It’s an eye for eye for the truth
Most people just tryna get by
Me I’m doing
everybody wanna fucking die by bees
I said everybody wanna get live like me
But not everybody wanna fucking die by bees
Everybody always wanna get live like
of the dead tonight
People are being forced to live like animals
People need to send stuff in here, we are desperate
No one says the federal government is
Cocoa brovaz hurricane mida mida
Ton touch sound doofy eatin fajitas
Chillin' in the B-boy stance
In my Adidas
While senoritas be screaming Buenos
Cocoa brovaz hurricane mida mida
Ton touch sound doofy eatin fajitas
Chillin' in the B-boy stance
In my Adidas
While senoritas be screaming Buenos
fucking Paul Revere
Oh, you're such a fool, this modern love
Oh, it's like the wind has killed the dove
It's hard to live if you're hurting
It's
But I lay it on the line and never wait until the next day/
Verse 2:
Eyes shed, lies spread, goodbyes read/
Could I jet and live like there's no time
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