Lyrics:
feat. Nas, Xzibit
[Devin the Dude]
I'm kind of familiar...with this game
And man I can feel ya
Some try to get by, I get high
Well fuck it I stay
the mass that
Hackensack, highway to holly for this cashmere
Satin pro, got the somali, rolls on my mind
In France I dance by the moon
Sailin' from
[Geechie Suede]
In france i dance by the moon
Sailin' from cancun, steamin' vega's lace
Limpin' with some delegates that put me on
Capridi scarf around
Peel me a grape, crush me some ice,
Skin me a peach, save the fuzz for my pillow.
Talk to me nice, talk to me nice,
You've got to wine me and dine
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
patted down when I'm searched by the fuzz (Fuck Jakes)
Never could they take me to a judge (Never)
Never found shit
Never found that grub (Never)
Never had
prisoners
Laws written by colonial dwellers aka
Murderous slave owning immigrants
Rewrote history named themselves settlers
But I won't celebrate their
and rob me
I’ll kill you and fucc around and kill the hoe too cuz
That nigga there yeah he been a thug
We ain’t never conversatin wit the fuzz
My white boy
Pack a bag and just head out, baby
I'll meet you by the bus stop
We don't have to ever look back
Once we've set our mark
It's just you and me
everything's changed
They're all born in the noughties now
How on earth the time flew by so fast
Nothing more to do but to ramble 'bout your past
And hope that
streets
That capsize in their puddles
With their storm clouds and their sleeps
Discreet wet dreams and nightmares
Seclusion, side by side
The world's way
sitting on a couch (Sofa)
My bars could win an Oscar, I ain't talking 'bout the Grouch (Sesame Street)
People say my verse is bad, they don't really get
that well I guess you're still asleep
So what you want them to remember you by
My dreams are bigger than being I see no limits the sky
Is just a figment
On a roll like where you at
I've been
I've been waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Time to do another lap
Calling up like where you at
By the time I get it in
Fly By Night
Yes
How that sound to you E?
Mile. Highe. Club. Niggas.
Sitting drinkin Hennessy,going thru my memories/never scared of nothing,
craccin
Edd don't know no better he damaged, bit by a vamp, nicca he vampin
waitin in the steamer for a opp, niccas campin
old habits, die too hard,
In 1941, a physicist named Ray McEntire
Rediscovered a method first discovered by Carl Munters
An inventor from Sweden, you knew that, right?
the way
Radio fuzz on the fence post by the pasture
Long ago, Liza and you would dance all day
Now you lay buried, the stern and sacred father
my nose
Light-skinned, peach fuzz got me buzzin and chasin
Strokin her with my cousin in the basement
She's all I ever needed when I was rhymin
I
the way
Radio fuzz on the fence post by the pasture
Long ago, Liza and you would dance all day
Now you lay buried, the stern and sacred father
younger today
Got one by the hand, one in the stroller and one on the way
We don't have role models
But we got them handguns that hold hollows (in my
slit necks just because
Catchin' the buzz
And keeping a look out for the fuzz
If I get hit by the cops I'm goin' out like Val Kilmer
Heat the whole
apple box backwards
Daddy hack and brought a pack
Of bready thumb suckers
But the pigs grew immune to the
Tune of the fuzz busters
Blink, beat, cut
facial fuzz gives me an uneasy feeling
Like they’ll hide my dismembered corpse
Up in the ceiling
Where I’ve been butchered by a
Man with a beard
Where I've
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