Lyrics:
forty's in my lap bust that old school boom bap
All over this map, for I be that down ass, South Cali poet,
Ya know it to be The D-E-see-L-A-I-M-E,
And I'm, I'm not full of shit
I don't care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong
This is your mess I'm stuck in, I really don't belong
When I take out
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery,
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.
By the Devil's wash
circle this drought
I drops them hollows, shots to swallow, my motto be "fuck tomorrow"
Sorrows improbable
In Chicago motherfucker, bones get fractured,
Now I and I say greetings in the name of The Mighty King
And I & I say played by the King love is all I bring
And I & I say Africa is I & I
and I wasn't even ready to come in yet
Ah
Let me set this drink down
Beat up a gal, start beef with a pal
Probably be wild 'til I'm wrinkled
they make rope outta
This funny little hemp plant that grows wild in the ground.
Some of you people grow it in flower pots under your bed?
Ehh
a bullet
To be hit and blown apart
That the land that you grew up in
Is a land without a heart
This land is burning
How did it start
Flames of injustice
it's cold in this world, sometimes it's hard for me to crack a smile
That real shit is going out of style
These young niggas out here acting buck wild
Last night i kissed a girl, i don't know how this happened
We had a few drinks, some whiskey in our glasses
She took me by the hand and led me
that you're in control of your shopping experience
Mountaintops, just let a fella have his weed, some land, and crops
Mountaintops, just let a fella have
At this point in my life
I'm more dead than alive
I'm more God than a King
But they both the same thing
The plane land ask Richie Spice
Young nigga
a free and gentle flower growin' wild
And if by chance I should hold her (Hold her)
Let me, let me hold her for a little while
And if I had but one
Hey
(Pooh you a fool for this one)
Ahh (Go Griz!)
Hey, hey
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
We come from that dirty, from that wild wild
not the way
In the streetlight dawn
In the streetlight dawn
This beat turns on
Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets
When the curtain calls
to the party drunk, gettin' it crunk
They say it's, type foul how I look at life now
Slumped in the drop with a loaded ri-fle
Type wild, lifestyle, dizzy
in love with the moment
I’m a hopeless, romantic
You’re the gun and I’m the roses
We were wild 90’s kids
Falling in love with the moment
Our world was
Baby she is
Just a friend
Nothing romantic going on
Your buggin there you go again
Accusing me of foolish games
You say I'm out here in the streets
that's a one off
It's a game being played, by God and the Devil
And we're somewhat being slaves
Yeah, it's cold on this level, let me try to break down in
Shes coffee in the morning
Fresh air and cigarettes
The smell of fire burning
cnd a sidewalk when its wet
She's romantic and disarming
I'd follow
if I pull out some heat, nigga, you gon' kick in (kick in)
And that's just the rules set by the fool from the old school
When it's time to duel, you
So，my fate is to tame every wild beast,
所以啊，我的命运就是为了驯服每一头野兽，
Do you feel the riddle in my flame?
你感受到我火焰里的秘密了吗？
Run away？maybe you can,
逃跑？也许你可以吧，
In
In the city with the boys, Jack Quaid
'Bout to ball out, I just got paid
Four guys, and we all look fly
Going wild for the night, got the ice looking
in my mama yard, sittin' on E's
I'm bout this fee, I'm bout this fee
Just know what's free
You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth so don't
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