Lyrics:
the hill something I never hoped to be
Even I have doubts sometimes a tough road for me
Is this the way that Glenn Gould felt taping
Songs at the r-radio
things that they want me to
Taylor never ever got where she is by playing by the rules
Turn up the radio in the car
I don't wanna think about it anymore
stopped, parks, pops his trunk
Snare pops loud as Glock shots
Bass like an M-80 in your face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio station
the law on us
They want us in jails, with bails too high to bond, but am I the Don?
Shit, I'll be out by the morn', word bond
My game is on lock, till
day
Never stop praying for you cause you is my grace
Work overtime, can't stop working late
You always got me in my groove
Watch me hit my dance moves
So what’s with the mishaps?
Keep it on track
This slight elevation, steadily facing all I can never get back, but I’m feelin’ a spliff and a flow
right
She says "one, you want a chicken sandwich
Two, you want a cheeseburger
Three, curly fries, and a large root beer"
Stop, don't go no further!
I
So damn tough
So - damn - tough
Everywhere we go downtown or to a show
We have two necessities
Charlie Mack and our limo
He's feared by suckers
I gotcha hand inside of mine. The radio's playing our go to song
I'll prolly laugh because on the bridge you never like to sing along
We got all
just stayed in bed
And I can't listen to the radio at night
I can't stop analysing lyrics even though I try
And is there any point in trying anyway
I'll
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
you just don't stop
To the Ill Brother Crew, no you just don't stop
Of Mexican Descent Crew, you just don't stop
To the Swollen Members, no you just
the conversation
But I just want to be heard
On the radio station
This beat gives me so many vibes
I can't even lie
It's the stuff I listen to
When I go for a ride
repeat it, repeat it, repeat it
It don't take the genius to pick up the pieces
Talk about the street but never slept on the street
Happy family treat, stop
know that I'll never fail
Because I work too hard for that
You'll never see me in a cell
You'll never hear me mumble rap
I ain't grow up in the trap
But
(never leave me)
Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find)
I'll take your hand and pull it closer to mine (yeah)
Thought love was
screechin while the eyes tweekin
Black lines - Mark a lot
Got the mushrooms from the cow feces
Flower speaking no out season
Put the brown penis by the mouth
the trucks stops
And tumble weeds have faded
And the radio sings a country song
I?ll still hear the preacher ma
Doing the best that he can
To send us down
(Oye, piragüero, ¿cómo 'tá'?)
Como siempre, Señor Usnavi
I am Usnavi and you prob'ly never heard my name
Reports of my fame are greatly exaggerated
blastin', no joke i'll be laughin', actin' out like a castin', it's no longer scripted is the radio broadcastin'
I will shake up the world, i got God by my
The switch-man wave his lantern goodbye and good day as we went roling through
Billboards and truck stops pass by the grievous angel
And now I know just what I
to be the boss
Hustlin', movin', punks gettin' tossed
Stop, it's cocked move back
Don't make a move or I'll drop you in your tracks
Growin', blowin',
you offered a place to stay
Until I could find my way
You helped me go find a gig
Clean up and get it straight
Never once did you tell me to stop
down, and all around
I just seen about a dozen people walk by me
That just had so much bitch-assness in them, it was ridiculous
Popcorn and sodas
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