Lyrics:
My pappy said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"
Have you heard this story of the Hot Rod
of here.
Yo Dre give me a funky ass bass line.
(Intro Chorus)
What fuck is up? In the place to be.
Coming on the mic is Eazy Motherfucking-E.
Dre is
Why is the story told? What
Is the teller's mission?
What is the ultimate source
Of our deepest intuition?
Why does the audience come and
Why did
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
Runnin after money
I’m Tom it’s Jerry
Off white hoodie
Drop top hoes staring
Need two umbrellas
Tryna catch this drip
Sip lean by the line
I ain’t
unless I am the cook
I always been a crook, now by bass got the whole city shook
Swear these rappers bout to bite my lines call this a fishing hook
At another stage he got taken by explorations
Enter new dimensions with a hanger smile and the worst of intentions
Story for a campfire
As time went by society
I write the words I live by
Author on creation high
Pen making vibes
Writing lines
Since I was nine
I'm looking for like minds
Think I found my peace
gold from dentist
Massage by Liz Claiborne
Collect call from Maury
Married life is boring
My house is four stories
Tell ghost stories to Coly
Then
By your man when you haven't quite woke up? #metoo
When you're both 17 in Cali where no Romeo and Juliet rule applies to you? Hashtag you two in jail!
begin
No I.D. my mentor, but it's time for the story's end, yeah
Ayy, I'm tryna do shit different now (woo)
I love this BPM, but this a different style
rink, mobs and crews would take minks
Clean streets, hustlers, crack cocaine
Gave back by throwin block parties and basketball games
A lotta cash
of lovers
Knew every line by heart
But sometimes love just can't erase
What's written in the stars
So before the bitter words come crashing down
Let's
never called on me
There’s no quid, no glory
Nor a pat on your back
It’s a short lived story
Told by one of many names
“He never fully achieved
His
First let me introduce myself
Hello, this is your Disneyland storyteller
And I have a story to tell you
This time it all happened in the jungle
I'll murder the beat but it's murdering me
Setting the oven 350 degrees
Eating the dough right out of the freeze
Hand in the cookie jar caught by
stretching toward us
Yet we must pass by
No worries no ties leading nowhere
There'll be time to meet at the horizon
As parallel lines
Parallel lines
The credits roll, the colors fade
The story's told, the movie's made
The crowd's left clapping, some in tears
Cuz they got to watch you in this film
and moonlight
Sweeping your hands over the tall grass
A defiance of neat parallel lines
Stories that cross improbabilities
Come and weave with me a filigree
Lines
This is how the story goes and begins
The hero in the theory falls within
So the devil himself collects all his sins
Shrugging it off
Playing it off
Louwee
Do need no long talk
Sterling ! Gimme de gimme de one line la line line line
Say what yuh mean and do what yuh say aye
Is not de label is de
story line
I waltz from my veins to yours in the
Pulse that beats through my roof
Into your floor and I
Don't hope, but I'm never unsure
That we'll fall
me to fold
Seen it Cleary, I wasn't blinded by those, needing validation on every story told
So I fitted myself back to old threads, pulling
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