Lyrics:
in the park gettin lifted
So now I'm sittin here shit out of luck without a buck
and it don't make a difference
So do you hear me?
'Cause if you don't
goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide
with one dude, you got beef with five guys
Ain't no going thru no drive-thru, but they gon' hit that drive-by, and bye, bye
One minute you got
from Billy
Brought to you by way or two buns
We smugglin' in and out of the place, our two guns
Notice, see the Q you I, Dogg Pound collabo', yup
'em out
Can you hear the bells?, I hear bells, can you hear the bells?
We hear the bells, yo the B the O the B the B the Y
The D the I the G the I
get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin' on that ass like the fuckin' Fall Guy
I don't
finga up when I'm after you
Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud sign
You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you grabbin yo 9
Movin up like you got it on yo
want it
Take it
Aye aye aye fool
Why you running?
From the nothing in ya heart it always catch up
Go and buy some marijuana, I forgot my fucking
swear it's where I wanna be
What you want from me
Tired of the fuckery
Conspiring you don't hear the violin, try again
I ain't crying but I
be's Ebonics, gin, tonic and chronic
Fuck Bionic, it's ironic, slammin' niggas like Onyx
Lunatics 'til the day I die and I run more game than the Bulls
and balances, it's just creating damages
You hear tax cuts, witch hunts, strong borders
I hear fear mongering, dividing and conquering
We let a monster in,
and we're making eyes
I hold you're hand and you hold mine
Our eyes lock til' they freeze in time
Dust is fallin from the sky
But they're like snowflakes in
be leavin here sooner than you think
The party ain't over til I'm losin' my drink
Imma couple dollars up from hollerin' "Oo I can't!"
Up and at em',
away
Always running from consequence
Tryna make change out of pounds and pence
Money in my wallet goes to a fix for my head
You could call it medication,
a Nigga
If it's not designer you don't want to feel a nigga
I don't ride the waves im a different nigga
Just by that alone don't wanna hear a nigga
under condition, let it
Escape by morning shots, rhymes
Have risen our right to blossom
Charge the harvest I plot, accounts
Be dysentery, none of them
Ill
guys in there
And there's a bottle of gin
And there's things being rolled up
We all know what I'm talking about
You, first of all, are a liar
You're dumb
got from my pops
And saints, bustin back in '90 hope you got from the shots
Put it down for the town and I gang wit us
St. Louis did it derty, throw
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
Go
Hit the floor, you know what you've got to do
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
If you don't give it to me
I'll take it from you, uh
If you don't give
to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
Do the shim-sham-shimmy 'til the rising sun
Give me a reefer and a gang of gin
Play me 'cause I'm in my
to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
Do the shim-sham-shimmy 'til the rising sun
Give me a reefer and a gang of gin
Play me 'cause I'm in my
And classmates laughed when the Buick rolled by
Remember, I pulled my privates out in class
And from Farmers to Dunkirk you straight whooped my (woo!)
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