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was admired
By everyone he knew
Been a few years down the road and his words
They all ring true
If I could see him now I would tell him
You were right,
went by
Twenty years went by
The wilderness of these streets
The neon trees shine their lights down on me.
Years of defeat.
Years of defeat.
came to build the bridge oh so this road could lead you home.
Oh I have been there.
He's been a pastor twenty years
But tonight he sits alone
I’m Lucious when I arrive
20 years on this Earth and what’s the outcome?
Everyone in my rear view as I outrun
An outlaw is what they see when they look,
Knock your conscience out for non sense
My stomach is growlin', wildin' for commas
Cross me I get you I promise
It can be years Ima holla
Choppa with
Got me sick of trying to be an upstanding citizen
Maybe if George Floyd was up standing but then again
Dirty little world inside that needs to come out
LOOKIN LIKE THEY 20-40 YEARS OLD
I AIN’T GONE LIE I TRIED THE SHIT
TRIED TO HIDE THE SHIT
BUT A NIGGA BROKE OUT IN HIVES AND SHIT
CHORUS
FUCK MY HAIR,
That's why you hate your mother cause
She never tried to stop it
Twenty years later you're still out of luck
I met this chick you took home on tour
But
partial to the art you made
Twenty years ago, you need to re-spark the flame
Should've skipped the Encore and walked off the stage
We don't want more trash,
I still did it for the vine all twenty-twenty (I ain't gon' do it)
'Cause my hips don't lie and my millions are pending
Heliocentric metaphor for my
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
So one night when my family the I were
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
So one night when my family the I were
I can't foresee you staying here
My friend of years imprisoned by my fragile fucking feelings for
You and everything that makes you who you are
I
was sixteen
I got my chauffеr's by the time that I was sevеnteen
When I was twenty-one and ma and pa retired
They traded in their Peterbilt and bought
Ever got a call yo cousin got twenty years up the road
Ever got a call in the middle of the night yo brother gone
Ever went to jail and had to sit
This how we gon get it started
Yeah
Hey
Hey, yeah, hey yeah
What did I miss I'm 20 years old Felling big
Life is good I'm just chillin tryna live
I
I been getting old
I been getting old
Get it while your young
Watch your world unfold
I'll provide the road
Blueprint on you hoes
I planted the seeds
with nothing and he's too clumsy to fighten
Thinks my "that's enough!"-s are funny, 'til I'm fighting for real
It was probably less than twenty
my friends
Even with a bit of my faith
Maybe I'll find my place
With the twenty years I lived
I had nothing to give
Just a guy with no clue for himself
like Kunta
That's why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L, if you disagree
Don't even look at me ho, don't pass go just go
oh, baby, how about you?
well, I met you on a cold
twenty-three-year-old kind of a night
in that sad old town
you loved me right away—or so you always
Back in high school days we used to hitch rides to town
We stood out on red cloud road thumbing southbound
So many years gone by so much we left
a dollar?"
But for now I'm sitting in a piggybank
Of an eight year old trying to buy a bike
I'm proud to be a dollar twenty three
On the way to thirty
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