Lyrics:
She chose the cold open plain o'er
The dark workhouse door
With two broken wings
And feathers so brown
They come from all over
To hunt the wren
running they mouth
Oh look what I found
A pussy lil boy that go telling around
A thottie lil hoe and shordy for the town
Smoke all the pain away
All by
damn, these bitches too thirsty
2012 me and Coop serving
Got me spazzing on these fucking bars
Man I'm feeling like a new person
We gon' get by (yeah
Smoke Chill Vibe
Aye yo now lend me ya ear
Putting you on new shit right here
Call, call, call us Slim Star
New niggas who taking the game far
I go
the news
Have you heard the news
Have you heard the news
It started by some liar
Spreading like wild fire
Propaganda all around
News believed in every town
And this the Ign-ant MC
And this shit is real over here, motherfucker, real real
This is the brand new LP, it's called _Brains on the Sidewalk_
Brains
about yo town
That's the rrecipe, for reputation
Me and all my homies
Getting bread like this my reparations
Work hard never lounge
Or you get
in the sky
Through clouds that roll by
I'm a sponge with a head
Repeat all that I read
But I don't know
What I just said
We're holding up this town
the covers (Uh-uh)
Mothers, over them sides they're runners (Dash)
On the fields, tryna do it like gunners (Uh-uh)
A-Town where it all goes off (Uh)
Still
with me
Gonna catch my love on this weekend
If she's still speakin' to me
Come'on jenny lee
Gotta get you into my ride
Gonna drive all over the city
(woo)
Shit, we droppin' him off like a floater (float)
I ain't gon' mention his name
But if he do us like that then it's over (snitch)
Damn,
wanted) Clientele in town, brown bags, a good connect
(All I really wanted, what else?) Play ball, sell drugs, maybe get a record deal
(All I really
to the max no talk all facts
Life is hard but even harder for the blacks and browns
But money run the whole town so I gotta get that
Kit Kat skittles Doritos
dogs that trick off just get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by
it's time to get ill I pour it on my face
Monkey tastes def when you pour it on ice
Come on y'all it's time to get nice
Coolin' by the lockers getting
my foes
Surpassed your bar but more to go
Thank you to all those hoes
Played me hard got through it though
Chi town ready start the show
One more time
The festival was over the boys were all plannin' for a fall
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall
The curfew had been lifted
dad moving all this dirt
Brown eyes dancing in the sunshine
Swinging by the pool this world is mine
Jungle filled with sounds and sights
Trapping wild
niggas)
Ignorant adolescence lackin' a father figure
Life been kind of rough, couldn't find him smiling in all his pictures (at all)
I can teach you how
with that groupie shit, I do it by my dolo
Never trippin' over hoes, stay true to the bro code
Socially abundant, man, they livin' to the fullest
I'm
bus
Creep when I crawl
Boss when I hogg
Why ya'll wanna play with us ya'll?
I'm done breaking down all these walls
We taking over the waves, we ball
You
The rainbow warrior of Greenpeace is damaged in
New Zealand by two bombs.
Live aid rocks the world for the hungry,
A policeman is hacked to death in London,
I'm nice with mine
Leavin the microphone blazin
From here to the projects
I'm droppin brothas all over the land
Like Tokyo did Japan
swine, f*** is you doing GOD?!
Now ciph- druggie infested, that's what my town like
Black & Brown mostly held down, most of my town white
Outta sight,
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