Lyrics:
present faults by the past accidents
Throw the light on the night
Deadlocks, gridlocks, padlocks, paradox
Mad bats flapping in the night
Gonna light up that
a talent
I'm sorry I'm going vicious
I'm sorry I'm losing light
I'm sorry it's so vindictive
I hit it
I think I hit the lotto
I think I found a way to flow
sense
Just smile don't say it
Maybe it will dissipate right into the past
Yeah tell me I'm dramatic by falling park in the panic
Couldn't see what I saw,
And even if I did, a nigga'll never snitch
Cheat code, I walked into my greatness
Freak hoes throw their pussy a party, ok then
Raised by a Queen that's
and it's time to hit the town
Where do you go
You gotta rock it, rock it
You see I pulled into a drive-in and I found a place to park
We hopped into
and it's time to hit the town
Where do you go
You gotta rock it, rock it
You see I pulled into a drive-in and I found a place to park
We hopped into
seat for the ape
To safety sleep created by light and dark daly sweep
Every impulse to change evades your radar of basically
I'm muhamid Ali boxing toxic
my neighbors, I was a rough kid
Hearing sirens through my window
Them blue and red lights kept me up at night
I couldn't get enough of life
I seen
saved by grace, not your endeavors
‘Cause I came out the lion’s den, new light shinning I’m alive again
Flow so real, I don’t pretend, wanna light so
their homage day and night
Every day I hear a lot of tired shopping feet
But come tonight they will be dancing in the neon lights
Dazzled by the crazy
as well
As a hand in a glove
Yes it does
Yes it does
What a beautiful noise
Comin' up from the park
It's the song of the kids
And it plays until
devils with a grin
Light the cess with the end of the cess then
It's into my chest ain't confessing my sins
Cause I know how these weapons
Get heads
Sliding in from the front, never way behind
Niggas wonder how I came with this style of mine
Remain in your seats as I release the clip into yo' hip
Brat
Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got
(There's gonna be a killin after midnight)
Say what?
Niggas bustin caps on a Sunday
I'm ridin through the park with my white six bloody
And life drifts slowly by in the provinces
Peter Foster goes to Gloucester for his first school day
Bites his teacher, sees a preacher and is taught
honey
How about some drink, yes some gin rummy
After that, come here and sit down
And put on tenderoni by mister bobbi brown
We waste no time, it was time
over the young couples and scrawny babies queuing up for ice cream after a
perfect day in the park.
The life I want is running through me like a sick
that's what's on my wish list
That's right, put these bitches on notice
I walk into Chili's and I fuck the hostess (ho ho)
Get it? Swag like a pirate
Yo ho
And I don't really wanna go back to that shit
But I'm glad to have like twenty-seven fans that be fucking with me
Stall my entrance into the real world
Okaaay yea
I been looking at stars all day
I been staring at the sun all night
Still not blinded by the flashing lights
Hold up, let me get into it
It's
as well
As a hand in a glove
Yes it does
Yes it does
What a beautiful noise
Comin' up from the park
It's the song of the kids
And it plays until
the snow cloud made it dark
Then your rosy cheeks will light my merry way
Now the frosted paws appear
And they've frozen up your beard
So we'll lie by
roller coaster then it drops
But what should I scream for? This is my theme park
My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark
Pistol on my side, you
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