Lyrics:
the receipt, take a little peace
Then return the energy
Frequency harmonization releases
Knowledge from the deep end
Calling up the weed man to cop another
got took
Winters here, I wrapped up pretty nicely
And it's nice to see and hear planes fly by
But I look back down to the sacred ground
And there I see
in the hot sand
Dogs dash by, waves roar and rise
Youth get physical, old get youthful
Stretching parts we don't usually stretch
Me and you,
that means and I'll
I'll, I'll try to- try my best to do it for you)
(Going back to The Matrix)
I'm twenty-two and the world becomes uninhabitable by
Push
U're never 2 young, never 2 old
Push
Don't stop until u go
Did u ever stop 2 wonder
Why U put another down?
No man should asunder
The joy that
Cause it's camp time, yeah, I know Cause it's camp time, yeah, I know, let's go
Well am I gon' start it like this
If my old lady back us in one more
you can't face me
Turned out I was fuckin' yo boy third o'l lady
Got mad bullets on ya they said you wasn't home
Yeah, you pissed on our set up
thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy
hard
Got in trouble with a boy from town
Figured that she might as well settle down
So she dug right in
Across a red dirt line just a little south
thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy
he grew up ridin' in that wheelchair
Thought I'd give a million bucks if that old boy was still here
Ain't it funny how time goes by and memories
Old pussy ass mark, bitch ass buster
Think you from LA 'cause you listen to some Mustard?
This is Battlecat, my nigga Kurupt had the battle raps
Move me to the beat, so groovy
Vibin', I'm in outer space
But you bring me back
Hold me down
Make me laugh
And you make me frown
But you got me, babe,
sound
She grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard
Her daddy turned mean and her
to the extraction point
D-day now, that's one hell of a beach
Zero five hundred, we about to breach
It's an ambush now I'm under siege
But the pain is eased by
you ovulating? Wait, I didn't mean to
Piss you off, my lady, what I really meant to say is
It goes a little something like this
Soon as I'm through
gonna do?
You better get out there and go pull your sweet little 12-year old up off her knees
Tell her she don't have to suck no boy's dick to keep him
King of the South, but your music original
From a pharmacist, be back on medicinal
Lay down the law and I'm standing on principles
Consequences come
gonna do when them boys come knockin
Knock knock, who is it? The best in it
I'm taking the spotlight, they said get in where you fit in
So I'm laid back
plane
Had been picked up and spotted
And my girl in Lover's Lane?
Meanwhile, back in the States
Baby, baby, let's make romance you know
Your old
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
like that
I was just fucking them girls
I was gon' get right back
Spinning around, spinning around
Spinning around, spinning around
It's the same old
stoppin'
Always got bootee
Always keep rockin'
Two ladies who don't care for diamonds and gold
Who love the boys when they young or they old
Who always
and woman will be played by boy and girl
Lets all take seats
Please quiet during the performance
Lift her pull her from the orchids
Cause they were two
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