Lyrics:
a little too late
And I see myself as I might've been
I'm handsome and capable and funny
A young woman in college entranced by the flames
Is pondering
The panorama of the city is wrong
In fact the city seems to be gone!
Burning rubber and smoke in my eyes
There's a flat burning junkheap
For
know the only thing I can see is
Is the smoke in the air as it Waves with the breeze
Trees in the wind
We Blowing again
She know she a ten
She know ima
Early mornings at the grove, play for the cash just to earn a few bucks so we’d crash and we smoke before the show, early in the morn all the weed in
Lye-lye-lye-lye-lye-lye-lye-lye-lye-lye
I can't lie, I get high, high, high
Yo, in New York we smoke chocolate
Keep a loaded gun in the cockpit
And almost every night, we on the block lit
tellin you, ya know?)
[Verse 1]
Aiyyo
Never in a million years I'll imagine I'll get my thrills
By listening to squeals of PJ wheels
As we land I duck
an eagle and I'm just passing by
Whenever I look below I see so many people from the top
It's lonely at the top
It's lonely at the top
Take me where the wind
pimp beats
I could do a show tonight and make ten G's
Fuck til the mornin, sleep late and smoke weed
Three cars in my garage, truck in the driveway
I
We used to laugh
Under the pouring rain
Made everyone by the table sneeze from salt and pepper
Threw sand against the wind
In crowded places
And with
movin'
I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet
Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still, willin'
Now I smuggled some
from the sky, now we're diving in
I think of days out in Cali
Like sitting by the beach
Out in Stockton with the fam, feel the wind with the trees (kuv
difference
This is my religion, I won't hear nothing different
Strike fear in their eyes when I enter rooms
It's a different kind of aura charged by the moon
on 'cause I'm gone in the wind my friends
showin' nothin' but the love for the city I'm in
[Warren G]
If you can groove to this well then smoke
if you
Finally my house,
I will have it complete.
And I'll take up a smoke,
Sitting by the window sill.
And I'll read my many books
That I'll have in my bachelors
Holy Mother of God
You've got to go faster than that
To get to the top
Dirty old mountain all covered in smoke
She can turn you to stone
You better
I be in it I can't fuck with shordy
Dam she got my mind hypnotized
I can't fuck with shordy
Dam I hit ha spine and she fine and she wind up on it
When
on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches blazed with light.
The bells were ringing in
who contradict each other are the traitors
Operators and creators just stand by and learn some
You got to roll it up smoke it up burn one in the sun
The truth within your lies
Lost in the smoke, seein' what's real
Thorns in the roses, feel what I feel
When I look back, the pavement of time
I finally see
It's been a day
Fold down in the cold, out from his home, when he stays
Keeping the pace
Like the tide in the bay
Ice on the rim, by the lake
By
for diamonds
Roses are red, the sky is blue
I got my barrel at 'cha neck so what the fuck you gonna do
It's just two wheels and me, the wind in my
Loss of life
A man made catastrophe
Red flags but you go anyway
Night winds
Raise the intensity
Can't escape fate changed again
Illogical
of smoke
The wandering animals revise the whisper of the winds gazing the wastelands
Maybe tomorrow will rain
Even if there won’t be no one to admire
don't need no gun
But it's the 90's and n****s don't bump by the end of the round
The clown bound to dump, young chump
You don't wanna get caught up in
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