Lyrics:
the full time whistle
Blows without no mistletoe
You'll be praying that kisses blow
Because by the end of the game
You'll see trophies, medals, Mexican waves
down the Wrong Road, Wrong Road
Ain't got connection, got no service, don't know where to go
I just be livin' by this course and I let it flow
I ain't
playing checkers by the trees
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
it
But it was worth more than his car
This, by the way, requires that you find and supply Farquhar
With an animal, and a life, from your local park
I want to go slow, slow, slow
It's the only way to go
And pull by the side of the road
And watch the sky turn red and blue and purple and gold
Down
at my guys all
Ima keep goin hard
Ain't got time for no re start
My diamonds shine in the dark
Left them bands in the springs like March, yeah
I Been this
of Gettysburg
As I laid on the ground, rain washed me clean and I left this earth
Life by life road by road
'Til I get where I'm supposed to go
Each time I return
On the roam in Newsham Park
On the clock once it gets dark
No I won't carry your load
Your love was bought and sold
By the house on Halsbury Road
You took
the cookies by the pound n**ga
Smoke the gas by the ounce n**ga (yeah)
Roll it up and burn it down n**ga (yee)
I'm getting head on a private flight (suck it up)
makes no difference
Flows babblin, roads traveled in decades, tryna get paid, don't worry
It's a loaded javelin toss, gotta handle the cost, grab your
roads in a while
But the grass getting green so I know I'm in the south
Old backwood fiend, man, there ain't no doubt
I was born in the south, go
a slut
She probably seen by one of them members
Ain't no struggling, bitch, I'm struggling puttin' this 20 in my denim
Put up 20 in LA, we blew a rack
and this place is heaving
So which road should we try and attempt first
Not using the one way system only makes things worse
Cos look there's one there by
the road I watch the cars fly by.
And like a newborn babe, I cry.
Lovers like no others, we were always side by side,
Walking through the park or hitching
the nigga in the head with a porcelain vase
Shots ricochet like lightning roads
Put the bimbo in arms
The drapes caught on fire, with no alarm
They
smart
Big fish feed em to da sharks
For 2k leave him in the park
Zoey balla broke alot of hearts
Every V7 push to start
Brody drunk diggin on the narcs
amusement parks
Snow covered by tornado mists
It's a mob scar on my lips
I'll kill you softly until we're on the same timeline
Lol a life time of life lines
Yeah you said you gonna stay but is you really gonna stay
When I'm on that road
How you in my business you ain't got no business of your own
Stop taking
tonight?
Can't let go
Until every trace is gone
It's a winding road from Cuesta way
Down sunset to the beach
Though Canoga Park is a straight safe
Pull into the car park, over by the bikers, a multitude of other riders here
Wall-to-wall bikes and a sense of camaraderie, everybody's grinning ear
rhymes
A year went by
I focused my thoughts on
Jottin' life through the lens
Of someone who had fell
But wouldn't lose a fight
Regrouped and proved he
It's stimulating, mind expanding...
Yeah
All soul from the first shine to last glow
Flow with control but look like I was raised in Glasgow
No, from
They ain't think I'd do it by myself
Late night all alone, I'm in my room
Feel like I'm too real, yeah
Why them people abandon me,
My bitch left me
with the wrong peeps
And selling more crack than cracks in concrete
Mission complete til' you was caught by the police
Now it's no college just fam that
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