Lyrics:
I remember last time when I was in line
Had my girl right next to me, she was all mine
Didn't see that time flew by
The next time I see her, she
Light swallowed the dark parts of me
Up on the Hill
When worship was constant
And God met us all in his time
Late nights up talking
'Bout things that we
guitar Your Cheatin Heart and a whole lot of Haggard and Jones
And without fail they'd play Tiger By The Tail
at least three times a day
Now if Buck was
spare to spoil the child
Is only propaganda meant to keep you in denial
Go on and follow your desire but he was preachin to the choir
Time is
just yours
I ain't hating mine
I stay tryin' to refrain
From the blatant lies
But when I sent you a dope
I was wasting time
I'm all about my crew and me
Before they met again, some twenty years they had to wait;
This time it happened up above, inside Saint Peter's gate!
A harp each one was carrying,
a week since I left you here
I come by to visit from time to time
I can't help it I think of you every time I rhyme
But some things just aren't as they
holding it back
Some days yeah I sit down and cry
Wishing I could lay down by you
Both ways it was never enough
Now I don't know what to say to you (big up
hopin they could go for a ride
Get a lady by my side, when we puff La
If a nigga try me, shit, rather die
She said her favorite song was, Ebony and I
hopin they could go for a ride
Get a lady by my side, when we puff La
If a nigga try me, shit, rather die
She said her favorite song was, Ebony and I
Thinking back on all the times
When we was wilding as kids
Then come back on our side
Don't talk about what we did
Bro got snaked out by his girl
Can't take
accidentally stepped into a alternate dimension
And soon I was abducted by some aliens from space
Who kinda looked like Jamie Farr
They sucked out my
I remember bein' in high school wit my Nigga Blake
Eatin' churros after school on Saturday
It ain't none it was cool we were on our way
To cookin' up
or rappin'
Peter Tosh tried to tell us what happened
He was sayin'
If you black, then you African
He was sayin'
If you black, then you African
He was sayin'
If
I do this shit by any means lately
At times I know I probably seem crazy
I-I, I don't try
I-I don't know
Straight off the rip
Shit it's been lit
My
for not reading the Bible, 'cause social justice, man it ain't new
They was gettin' it in back then, with Peter and the blanket of food in Acts 10
Paul
social justice, man it ain't new
They was gettin' it in back then, with Peter and the blanket of food in Acts 10
Paul the apostle lost his patience, in
rides in my mind, drive by, slide by, whole time, like a nine to five
Manic man up on a ride on a hunt, but the kitty got nine lives
Manic man, looking
Peter Andre and Michael Ball were on but I don’t know what they were discussing
I checked my phone and the lads were lively the group chat was buzzing
Big
I can still remember
The first time I laid eyes on that strip
It was the lights and sounds
I just wanted a sip
cs I walked that path it occurred
crazy how Time flies
We was doing 'em drive bys
Came from the mud now we living our best life
Without you I can't think right
I gotta lot on my plate
first met
How you took me by complete surprise
I know I won’t forget
Travelled hallway round the world together
Never getting bored of time with you
Pistol in my hand by the window pain
Feeling like Malcom X with the rifle
Niggas violate and don't respect they lane
They'll do whatever just
Created one human race.
Imagine walking home from the corner store with some Skittles thinking
Bout your PS4 get harassed by neighborhood watch wishing
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