Lyrics:
boy I know you sleep wanna tell me happen
Ooooo
Well mama I was having a dream
And then
Uhm
No
Where my belt at
I’m ugly dude from cross the street
I
the Coogi in my closet (yeah)
Kangol on the rack, a fresh pair of Wallies
You know I'm still the liquor and the weed child
And still got Branson on speed
Cross out Christmas, cross out endless summers
Cross out high school dances, cross out all the one hit wonders
And we'll cross out kisses, cross out
Even if ya haven't
I know you Understand
Apprehension is Apparent
By the way we all not caring
How the cameras keep on rolling
While they shooting down
on the offense
Have yet to reach my peak
A Lion raised by a shepherd of sheep
I know what it's like to be ordered
Cross me I cross you up another alter alternative
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
snowflake generational bitches
Misses I'm always fuckin' right when you know that you isn't
Like have a fuckin' sense of humor or you'll have an incision into
stop
Crate motors with triple digit blocks
You wanna race I'll leave you by a couple blocks
Blow the doors off, break the mothafuckin' locks
Nigga
it stop
Crate motors with triple digit blocks
You wanna race I'll leave you by a couple blocks
Blow the doors off, break the mothafuckin' locks
don't already know
Or Mom doesn't already know
And yet you stay with her
Baal, take off the tape
But Rand, I love her
She stuck by me while I was serving
candidates
Well, I promise you I man the lighthouse
Just to help guide in your ship
If you promise to help pull this hook out my lip (bitch)
Godspeed,
, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well
If you thinking bout hating take your
Eyes off of me i'm the property of G-O-D
My body not for sale
But a fee for
the barrel
And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to
Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you
And I done seen a lot of people cross the line
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
for you all across town, cross town, cross town
I wanna celebrate you right now, right now, right now, hey
I just sent a driver, he's on his way
the love you save may be your own
Darling, look both ways before you cross me
You're headed for the danger zone
I'm the one who loves you
I'm the one
a lesson do you smell what I’m cooking
Christopher Columbus was never on water but that’s what they taught us in a church filled of sin nobody repents still
stalkin'
Not talkin' 'bout a door
But I keep me a knockin'
Gotta keep a K 'cause you
Know that I'm flockin' (Frah)
I might just up it and pop it
Shaio catch
Well, I was, because it's recorded so you know... I did this a couple of... whenever it was... moons
and eons ago before this. So, just up the road from
liter-
Ature on the subject you sure? Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiroprac-tic
If that bitch do you dirty
We'll wipe her ass out as in
and I roll out Now
So roll with my flick as-well
Back then you used to think I'm Trampy
Now I just roll with a dirty stick
And my mans dodging the pack
gets too much
Create a little getaway you can trust
Know the corners of your mind can get scary
I know you have the power, turn your demons into fairies
'm banned
For all the pockets I ran
We bombing shit like Japan
We whipping rusty sedans
I should my name to Christopher
I'm taking ya land
You'd need a god
A lot of people ask me
Where the fuck I've been at the last few years
Shit, I don't know
But I do know, I'm back now (haha)
Here comes the rain
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