Lyrics:
the fence
The mold holding it all together, the weight of the wood
The wind blowing in its direction
The rain pouring down the hill was too much for
I forgot about the acoustics
They was tryna count me out but I'm never gone let em do it
only time they hear my thoughts is when I'm under
flak
When it's time, straight shoot a domino effect
If we there, just know it was written in the stars
Not our plan
Real nasty off narcotics
Nicaragua
And they never would come down
Turn around and hold me
I'd like to see your face alone
I'm hoping there's someone home
[Instrumental Acoustic Guitar
been in the same position before
Manager said it better be my last time
But it won't i clocked in around 3: 10
And I'm wishing I didn't
Cause UPS just
else wins the race
No, I give up, today is not my day
but then I take a deep breath and say
Calm down - when you're about to go crazy
Turn around -
trapping by the pound
Not a word not a sound
Move around move around
Yeah he all about the money
That's how we get down
Got a bag ready for me
Every time I
Yeah thats right one time
This is how we do it in the NPT
Mother Hubbard
One two three to the four
I wear my Pyjamas when I goes down the store
wood from my bats
Then they meet where the fuck I'm at, for real
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
the elevator down. Aw these problems! You see I?m never on this level. Uh, maybe it?s in here.
EUBANGDERE
Oh my way, oh my way, oh my way...
KWIRK
You
as a whole
It's healthy like the Boy
Better Know tee business j's my witness
I'm a musician, ask Skepta
Three of us talk, then we make a decision
You know me I
life upon my being
One time for my homies on the block
All my real gees getting bigger like what
And it's weekly we up in the city we be making big
quick, gotta be nimble
Look to my left seen three federalles' cars in the window
Now it's time for me and my homie
To mob the fuck on out
As we mob up
place
When all of my hard work pays off and paid the way
So many times I've fallen down in the past
Leaving scars and memories that formed a rash
On that
DOORS WOULD BE LOCKED…YOU
GOTTA GO TO THE BLUE DOORS IN THE BACK OF THE…OH MY GOD!
CARLY IS INTERUPTED BY HER NOTICE OF FREDDIE WITH A
HUGE
(my niggas, my niggas, free the real, nigga)
That did not make it home (that did not make it home)
Down by the river (what we did?)
Took that
nightshirt baby, hand me my morning gown (repeat 2x)
Don't feel sleepy
I just feel like lyin' down
Gotta help me baby, help me baby
Can't do it all by myself
you down just to prove it
Three layers deep, still keep my dreams lucid
Third eye blind till I ate a few shroomies
Then by the third time I was trippin
I'm bustin' down a pack of that boy-boy in Chicago
You make it to a brick in my hood and you hit the lotto
I hit the lotto
Like Powerball on a ho
and steady looking for the time
It's eight in the morning and ain't nobody up yet
I got my long johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap
I'm headed out
and steady looking for the time
It's eight in the morning and ain't nobody up yet
I got my long johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap
I'm headed out
a bunch of junk that never took off
Maybe it's for the best
My pops said it best
He said it's blending in with all the rest
Time moves by and my corpse will
You in a trench coat, it's french, you look stylish
You walk in the silence, not sure what the time is
It's totally twilight, the sky is violet
am
My name is Ry, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, an Evans
Don't call me by any other name
Unless it's HighTy, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yde
I guess it's time for you
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