Lyrics:
walked around the grounds
A vacant lot where the circus just had been
It's a thrilling theatre of death
Completely vanished, nothing left
Seems like I'd
in a nigga head, behind a combination lock
When will the occupation stop it? Make it a vacant lot
The black mamba when I crack vodka, I'mma take
hate my dead end job
Our town, these vacant lots
Burned in my head, I wish I could forget
Wasted in motel lobbies
I got your name tattooed
Regrets, can
this pain, I know it's all warnings
I know it's all warnings
Vacant lot was full of sorrow I was ready for an end
I found a passion people question, I
coasts
You gotta see scary new faces
You gotta move on, you gotta move on
You gotta move on and live your kind of life
In a vacant lot somewhere by
my wine
I've got time to wait for you
I ain't got nothing else to do
I spend my days in vacant lots
I spend my days down by the docks
I steal and put
And slow and steady wins the race, fuckace
I been treating a vacant lot as if it's a destination spot
Picked a hell of a depression to set up my shop
and the violet brocades
And I keep me in a vacant lot
In the ivy and forget-me-nots
Hoping you will come and untangle me one of these days
Come and find
they break the ground
On any vacant lot
the mayor of our town
Did not know where to begin
Foundations of our buildings
Are just settling in
But why then
crawl?
I know what I had and I know
What I got
Maybe my soul is like a vacant lot
Shot.
Baby it's complicated,
Though I'll never know
A favor
Seen crack, caine, coke rock
Red X on the fucking wall
That mean the house finna get knocked
Ain't have a vacant lot on ya block
And That shit alone say
day I be making a lot
You ain't pulling up here hit the vacant lot
I don't mean my crib when I say come shop
Dumbass
We ain't doing no house visits
Man
I drop a bag at the dealer, and then I shake the spot
I’m taking spaces at this point I need a vacant lot
Aye
Aye
What they wanna do
I think I want
bout
Taking my money
Ima take ya out
It's Ateam
I chill on the lake a lot
Then get bread in a vacant lot
N then tear it to my Macon spot
See I like my
Banished from the junkyard paradise
Stuck in Vegas with my loaded dice
Looks like a vacant lot and tumbleweed
Go out and try to succeed
By that
wanna blow up, cause I never wanna fall off
Adjacent to that vacant lot, next to the weed spot
Sits a head shop, beneath a tree watching peace talks
So
to the right
Gone to the break of dawn, off for the night
Lost in a vacant lot, parked on a light
Crossed and it's shaking too long or a fight
And all in my
knew is of no use
In vacant lots with dusty shoes, we found things to do
There’s nothing there at all
Everyday hustlers
Professional boofin
Slide your dame like greets in the vacant lot
Bust two shots make it hot
Chicks get naked a lot
You love that
Pistol on my lap I ain't never worried
I don't know why these niggas think my city vacation spot
Nigga catch you slipping leave you stinking in that vacant
lives
Don't forget
Don't forget
Vacant lots and shops to let (Under-utilized)
The shrill sound of a TV set spews (Feeling butterflies)
Human interest
This that melancholy flow
Left a body on the flo'
Heart is in a vacant lot
My mind is in nirvana though
I don't bump Nirvana though
You don't want
Niggas wasn't out the front yard yet
Posted on Vernon n Walton
That's where dem sharks swim
Home of the vacant lots
And gun shots
Dem boy heartless
Don
Charlie lives on Castro
Beside a vacant lot
He shares the room with a lover
And a cruel disease the lover caught
He soothes the wounds with cool rags
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