Lyrics:
the ship of fools
Looking for America, coming through your schools
(I'm looking out over that Golden Gate bridge)
(On another gorgeous sunny Saturday)
living
Crackers want to sit me down cause
I'm a stand up nigga
I be on the block with tre pound glockin' it
Bound to shot all in a
Nigga face like
to postpone
I'm only here to make sure that you know
He gon' light the way
It's already been paid
Give your life to Christ you destined for brighter days
In
I'm from the city
Where the paint, the art, don't shine
So what we do with that
We take that to heart
So we rise above the stars
And we do what we do
Yeah, in the hood, they call me Joey the prophet
If you listen close, my niggas, you bound to see a profit
I'm New York's living legend
The streets
And I'm with the gang, we flying around
I'm the king of my city, think I need a crown
And if that nigga blink, I'm sending a round
If he say what's up, I'm
chips and I pee
I try to think like I'm them. That avatar, that is me
All I need is a friend. Parappa gotta believe
This zone's gotta end. This is where I
get there.
I'm bound for a life on the road.
Give me life on the road.
I said life on the road.
When I arrived in Euston,
I was little more
get there.
I'm bound for a life on the road.
Give me life on the road.
I said life on the road.
When I arrived in Euston,
I was little more
tell me none (Fuck 12)
Pops got incarcerated when I was very young (Like 12)
That should've told me some (Damn)
But now I'm 21 still living by the gun
that I'm chasing
I'm just saying that this city's helped us make it out
All the problems I'm facing With all my dreams that I'm chasing
I'm just saying
beating the
Pussy
They think I’m sexist for words I’m expressing
It’s not been my fault they’re the ones that’s undressing
Confessing addressing their love
to get to is the same as you
I ain't a player, but I'm in the game with you
It's people in my city, that's just as lame as you
Laid
budget, whole summer ready to go dummy for me
They ain't fuckin' with me, but I'm fuckin' with me
I'm that girl invented the whole world
Any verse,
Ayyee
Yuh
I did this one for fun
Yo
Yo shout out uzi bro
Now I do what I want yeah
You know we
You know we on that shit
What haha
It's crazy
Aye aye
mind at peace
If I'm steppin' then my bitch is steppin I ain't gotta ask her
I'm forever money bound for real That's what I'm forever claiming
I know
out of bounds though
Satan gotta make his rounds though
Sidelines and bleachers, cursed by the teachers
Wonder if I didn’t leave ya, then I could still
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
blowing off
I have no more to say
I'm bound for New York City, boys
Three thousand miles away
When good Saint Paddy banished snakes
He shook them from his
Original, that's right, puttin' on my city into hip-hop
OG Original, I'm the best proof that the limits are hiding in your mind
OG Original, I'm the best
Ayo Chief got some of that shit for me?
Yea, that real shit
When I wake up in the morning I be blowed
When I’m driving down the streets I be blowed
The airwaves wrapped us up in the holiday spirit. I'm inspired by the city that raised me. And I think it's really important to understand this. My love for New
bound the musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
Now keep good watch and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"oh look for me by
out who I'm speaking up for
Now that my foot and knee in the door
Let's talk about it, no walking out it
We 'bout to see Le'Quincy body with
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