Lyrics:
rise
To the interconnectedness that underlies
The lies upon lies have lost their meaning
The plies upon plies of consciousness that is being
Over
Ai Bobby Williams.... Ku Tomola zina nikulakwa..... Turn it up....
Drew made the beat
Oh by popular demand Bobby Williams back with a cup in his
yuh
I know life is dangerous but I'll do it for the vibe yuh
Oh my god William, Why’d you do that
I told you to change, and you changed, not like that
Who am I dressing up for?
My girl is in China
I’m buying expensive clothes
William’s my only friend now
Caus he’s singing me my songs
And his lips
into waist
My ego was sour I was dry like paint
I almost lost her
Then I lost her
Then I woke up
Saw where I was at
Looked at my circle and said fuck
A letter from my man young boy William Blake
Read by reverend John Trusler
He ordered Blake to illustrate paint pictures
Little did he know Blake was
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
tribal
It's all about survival, it's nobody liable
I got caught by five oh
Grandmama came to court with her Bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now I'm
WABASH CANNONBALL
(A.P. Carter - William Kindt)
« © '46 Peer International »
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From
Kick up some dust and then go jump in the leaves
I could be your William Shakespeare, you could be my muse
You could tell by the way that I'm walking,
lost in
Not them, circumstances, and had that hand forced
When I was little, yeah I dreamt of the Porshe, and of course
Ain't get it, admitted, them
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
in this time that could change everything
Let's get lost
Let's get lost
Let's get lost in love
Lost in ways we could go far
Let's get lost
Let's
to get some change so T-Mo can stay alive
Not greedy or living' lavish yet but you can bet that when I do
Nobody from my crew will I forget
And if I
Love me some Spider, while they turnin' Miss to Missus
Said I'm Mariah, I might change it to Williams
I can get you high like a G5, baby
Like it when
We used to smoke behind that Sherman Tank in Victoria Park
And look at the pretty girl in William's coffee shop
She had a blonde pixie cut
We used
William's words, I couldn't list the ways you wear me out
And everything you say shows me you don't care
While I'm haunted by that church outside your window
future
No change, no future, we're lost
Mowed down by machine on fire
Increase the external revenue
Exploit and capitalize a foreign country
This is kept
we faced with
(We are soldiers after all, down by honor we won't fall
After all, all, all, all, all....)
[E-40]
Look out peon, we might of lost
show tryna
Sing on some Jamie Foxx shit
You lost to Daylyt, got dropped bitch
And was feeling bad, really mad, suicidal
On your Robin Williams bad,
Train
Tookie Williams over Coltrane
Eric B by the rope chain
R-S-C, we fosho bang
Tiny Locs and they go crazy
What you know about the dope game?
Was
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
but somehow I got by.
Creflo prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why
probably feel the same
And I ain't saying change sucker, probably get me 3 or 4
But I got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes
And I can't
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