Lyrics:
way home
I can do bad on my own pull up I'm stealing the show
Don't want the hoe cause she broke what you know about living your goals
No I ain't
Yeah! and I've set up and turned out this state
with my own two hands
We've traveled this land packed tight in minivans
And all this for the fans,
You're so sweet I'm on a super high,
I taste the rainbow every time you come by,
You make life bigger, brighter, better,
I get a sugar rush (rush)...
When you in your own lane they don't look at you the same
I find it get hard to stay clean, this right here a dirty game
Yeah I'm shining right now
somersaulting it's way down your neck
The memory trips me into the Thames
Onlookers call me the shipwreck of Mile End
Use my words as your overcoat
When you step
to eat
Brews tested by the astronauts, turn the turn the watts up
Listen to what I said
CNN all day in your eyes and your head
[Khujo]
No longer can I
In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
I first set me eyes on sweet Molly Malone
She'd wheel her wheelbarrow, through the streets broad
fade away
If this golden silence is your own sweet way
And it's all in my mind
And if you love me show me you love me
There's no time quite like
Well I realizes I've been hypnotized
I love you gypsy eyes
I love you gypsy eyes
All right
Gypsy
Way up in my tree I'm sitting by my fire
My old man is a bad man, but
I can't deny the way he holds my hand
And he grabs me, he has me by my heart
He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past
and you’ll break it a few times
You’ll fly a long way but you’re landing inside your new home
New lane, you’ll be driving in no time
You’ll find your own pace
standing around a lot of niggas being passive aggressive
Country on the way to another recession
The bell ring sit down class is in session
Let the teacher
Now I want your imagination, I want you to travel with me
Oh come on, come on, come on
This young man was raised in the hills of Tennessee
When he
miles
All I wanna do is cut on the decks wild
But edition up here bi-da miles to the center
Reliever of duty, Plug One mosies in
And I be like, "Yo G,
Hey! Are you ready to go?
'Cause you know the way to go
I believe in my own way
So let's go, the brand new world
Breathing quietly, we all get up
by me baby when I stay in my own lane
You own the chum bucket
Heard that Plankton was your man
You had enough of it
Wanna rack up on some bands
But
Do you remember, the first time you fell in love
The way it felt, the way it feels
Being able to say, from the bottom of your heart
I love you for
East Oakland to South Jamaica
Hilo to Kalapana
Got a lot of hotties as sweet as Papaya out here
Dishonor will get you cracked
Up in your mouth without
The future's way too far away
Don't get lost in your own story
It may make sense one day
I drove a hundred miles just to get drunk
When I got there I had
tool I need can fit in the palm of my hand
Baby, I love the way you stand
At least by me, when you're beside I know I can push on through life
What
or blocking you
It's your own heart that condemns you
But be free
As the trumpet blasts, the keys play, the drums drum and the bass strums
Receive freedom in
say cheese
Fabby Davis, Mac Dre hyphy
White mask on Jabbawockeez (Yihh)
Fast Nascar when I dip by
Too fast so I don't say hi
Eyes low so you know I stay
In amongst the rings of confusion
Silencing the thought powers one by one
It seems all so incredible
Our own ability to confuse, to sacrifice
to having violent psychotic
Quick devour polish it, politics
By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
I like writin'
But I will stick this pencil
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