Lyrics:
it look like
So I keep swanging, out here clanging tryna live my life
I fli, I flips down the Ave
Know I'm looking good
I'm banging "Screw",
at the front door
Ouu
Got them niggas running them laps
Hopping fences like Olympic hurdles
Dope charge then like attempted murder
To a kid that time sound
breaking down
Your door at 3am so I apologize for nothing
All these pictures in my room they
Keep me running from the truth
And when you get out of your head
Pushing me, making this track got Super Saiyan Slump turning up, ruining y'all lives
Better than me, pulling up with that knock, kick down your door, leave
you."
He packed up his rags, you understand, and he started out the door
And when he reached the driveway, you understand
He went in there begging just
Just a, ""Hello."" After 38 rings, don't you expect someone to answer out of breath, like, ""Yeah. Oh, shit. I was running through a corn field. What's
was movin' when I passed that crowd
Comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a trot
An' I guess I shoulda gone ahead an' run
But somehow I
was movin' when I passed that crowd
Comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a trot
An' I guess I shoulda gone ahead an' run
But somehow I
her brains out until she had a heart attack
Now her corpse is in a body bag, in the trunk of his Pontiac
Down by the lake is where I just parked it
code
I got e bro
By the people
I gotta see though
I don't compete though
This is C4
Going C3 or 3PO
I got few POs
I got a PO
What's a PO?
That's a Public
knock people down
But I can see I left a few on the ground
And as the train pulls away I can hear the conductor say
Right track wrong train (echoes)
on time
But baby I'm switchin' to another line
So honey, never hang your single out for me
I'm tired of running on the same old track
Bought a one way
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
by the railroad track
Country church Sunday's packed
It's how we do it where we live at
There's a railroad track running through my town
There's miles
at my place and loves the way I treat her
Singing out Aretha, all over the track like a feature
And never wants to sleep, I guess that I don't want
pile up like mashed potato snow around my door.
They say that fear's a man's best friend and every day it seems that I have more.
Well, I'm going
Running down the hall while I'm tweeting on my phone
I keep getting tripped up by the vines in the stone
Passing up the rooms with the crones making moans
nothing wrong with me
Two, nothing wrong with me
Three days since the living room
Three, nothing wrong with me
Four, nothing wrong with me
I realized it's
for you life every day like in night city
Feel like an entity off in the back room
You turn to a track star if you try to fight with me
See all
care what any of you saying You can't shut me down
You push the stop button and my voice is still playing You can't shut me down
I'm from the days
in front of bullets daily I got to hide
Lay with me and can I get away, in the greenest eyes
Wavy til I capsize, I'm down like I'm hogtied
Running like
Every day I have to find the courage
To walk out into the street
With arms out
Got a love you can't defeat
Neither down nor out
There's nothing you
Every day I have to find the courage
To walk out into the street
With arms out
Got a love you can't defeat
Neither down nor out
There's nothing you
a million of Y'all and only one of me(hey)
What happened to the village as far as I can see
It's been burned down by this modern day slavery
[Donovan:]
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