Lyrics:
my health, rolling the dice and all
Chicken roll, with the extra cheese, add the fucking spice and oils
8AM on the clock, but fuck it, it's good night
Chorus: cool Keith (repeat 2X)
I'm seein robots, passin by, everyday (I'm seein robots!)
I'm seein robots, lah lah lah lah lah lah
I'm seein
a loss
So I spit like I feel it and dust your junky ass off
[Chorus, Repeat 3X:]
I break 'em off
I break 'em all off
[Verse 2: ]
I got
your block with my troopers like we came for oil
We gave up our childhood just to go on Slauson
When you see that yellow tape, nigga, you know it's
Oil Beatz suko!
Nasze życie kolor ma jak Aperol
Tak samo jak Q8 Audi Quattro
Tutaj panuje testosteron
Jak tak grubo żyć, kumaci wiedzą
Nasze życie
to what we say
Because this types of shit happens everyday
I woke up around ten o'clock in the mornin'
I gave myself a stretch up, a mornin' yawn
to what we say
Because this types of shit happens everyday
I woke up around ten o'clock in the mornin'
I gave myself a stretch up, a mornin' yawn
everyday
I woke up around ten o'clock in the mornin'
I gave myself a stretch up, a mornin' yawn and
Went to the bathroom to wash up
I threw some soap
was fly
Grabbed me by my hand and I thought I would die
Said she wanted to take me home to make love
Now that's the kind of rap that brothers dream
I got horses in my car just like a farmer
Yeehaw
Yeehaw, finna pick up your daughter
Yeehaw
Yeah
Gren8 beats
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got horses
like a anchor line
My bloodline from ancient times
Smokin' weed by the ancient mine
You niggas funny like Richard Pryor
My shit cray, it get you high
Snake oil
At the dog and pony show
In the garden gee
Would you pardon me
And by the way how does it grow
The explanation's unexplainable
Holding
what I know then you know I ain't playin'
(I'm loyal to the game)
Nigga get in my way and I'll blow out your brain
Possessed by the streets you
original
True colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke
With they hopes up high
I circulate
juggling knives
I'm burning midnight oil
Or wicks but at both ends
And now the choice is
Juggling 9 or dropping 10
Light in my eyes, I'm paralyzed
I've
I know a lot of folks who are extremely loyal
To a banjo or a nice guitar
But I prefer a greasy can of olive oil
With a broken broom handle by far
around now I'm just passing through
I ain't out here roping figure eights
That dream left on a freight
I got red round my arms
Smoke in my head
Driving
lives are
Driven by these men?
Now that oil is worthless
And toilet roll pure gold
Maybe we can wipe away
The shit that we've been sold
Nurses now are
with oils
I don't have much, but you're the one I wanna spoil
Chorus x2: T.U.R.K
Verse 2: T.U.R.K
We can smoke a little reefer and kick it up in
here oil got me funny vision
Hummy trippin
Ima put his head into his lungs position
What the fuck you think you on
My niggas really blender you
Yesterday
Like "recession" to "necessary downturn"
"Crude oil" on a beach to "mousse"
"Civilian death" to "collateral damages"
And being killed by your own Army
bags, so keep your lip zipped
Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a little weed oil
Pull it when the pen lit, that's a good drag
He be high off it in
fishkill and oil
Ice on the wrist dial and all
But nevertheless, boo there was never a test
That stopped me from loving you best
I'm hypnotized, girl
the clip while you a gwan, oil up the gun.
Mi a smile and hide the piece everytime we a pass the police.
Everything a run smooth but, if you ever get bite by
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