Lyrics:
the way I swang?
I swang
You can tell it's screw in my veins
Slow beat, with bang
You can tell its screw in my veins
Yea
Putting sour diesel in a blunt
Ford
too
I hear the phantom screams tonight
They feed my delusions of grandeur
Suck me into heaven
Lead me by the hand
Until the sweetest bitter end
Open
American dream has been a living nightmare
For four hundred years in the land of the free
No justice for all when it comes to me
Go back to Africa You say it
ass nigga think he doin' somethin' in a fuckin' Ford
I ain't talkin' numbers, but are you fuckin' four
Immature, immature as shit
I'm ready for war
Why
whore
Pull up in the Chevy bought the T-Top Ford
Drive-by's is the only time that we drive fours
My niggas in the club doin' sign language
Wrinkled
the engine roared
The screams
Haunting dreams
One pill two pill three pill four
Calling now and then
Thinking that we're fine
Watching shades of grey go by
I
dead
Hide your head
Or be like him too bad
Don't stand by me
Don't talk with me
They feared and scream
I'm like wolverine
I'm too bad
Evil in my veins
dead
Hide your head
Or be like him too bad
Don't stand by me
Don't talk with me
They feared and scream
I'm like wolverine
I'm too bad
Evil in my veins
a hoarder
In the fourth quarter
All from four quarters
It’s a skill ducking
Ford Taurus
Through the night noited
Not sure who you serve informant
Door
of her clothes, put on a silky bath robe
Panty hoes with see thru holes, pretty toes
Took me into the master suite, shit was sweet
Ja'causezi four feet
didn't wanna go, so I slammed the do' in 4 do' Ford Foc
Went home took some notes
Plotted and schemed try to prove the pastor wrong
But by the end
of a sudden in a wink of an eye
A Cadillac sedan, he passed us by
I said "Boys thats the mark for me"
By then the tail light was all ya could see
Now
like pagne cork
Fat ass, love anime, a thick dork
If she ask me ta eat it i dont like pork
cnd I always got a rubber i dont like storks
Put da pole
Who's that knockin' on my door?
It's gotta be a quarter to four.
Is it you again, comin' round for more?
Well, you can love me tonight if you
Who's that knockin' on my door?
It's gotta be a quarter to four
Is it you again, comin' round for more?
Well, you can love me tonight if you want
But
Who's that knocking on my door
It's gotta be a quarter to four
Is it you again coming 'round for more
Well you can love me tonight if you want
was first impressed
By Edvard Munch's Madonna
Acted like a tractor beam
Pulling me straight toward it
Though I'd come to see The Scream
It has sex
on the outside
Heavy weed smoke in the air got me so high
Smoking on that Lamborghini red
I got them cherry Eyes
And when I walk by
They say I violated
All these
dead
Overpowering, overflowed void in my head
Suffering, can't live hanging by a thread
Cause I'm taking over
I'm your four leaf clover
Pussy boy he
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
one at me then we passin' the bonfire
Please do not try, we loaded like LimeWire
Darkside 'lil nigga, I die by my honor
Belly of the beast, lil Molly
x 4
We run away slaves
(Run nigga run)
They say we free then put guns to our head
[Master P]
Now the cops try to arrest me
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing and flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing and flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send
.jpg/200px-Lita_Ford_at_Jones_Beach_2012_01_(cropped).jpg "Lita Ford")
.jpg/200px-Lita_July_2017_(cropped).jpg "Lita")
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