Lyrics:
the back-roads on country sand
Both of them getting tan in the summer sun
Now both them are falling deep in summer love
As he parks his truck in her driveway
Sits
focused, with pockets loaded
All that you took from me
I can never get it back
You just keep using me, confusing me
'Till I lose track
Just like a movie
feel it all around you
I go into a soundproof booth and change flows
Track the strange hoes wit headwraps and Bangols
Hip-hop is gettin strangled by this
Prada at?
I done blew a lot of money, got it back
Full of hate 'cause they not on track
My niggas
Scraping them polish, chasing them dollars
We all
and age slow
But back to this country I call home
Where sallah meat can turn a region into a war zone
You know it deep when the bank itself gets foreclosed
to tracks by Sam Therapy and King Dice
Sons of the silent age
Pick up in bars and cry only once
Sons of the silent age
Make love only once but dream
to tracks by Sam Therapy and King Dice
Sons of the silent age
Pick up in bars and cry only once
Sons of the silent age
Make love only once but dream
Have 'em moanin' out the vowels sounds, oh, wee and ahh
And how, by now, you should know me and my
Crew members do members of the opposite sex
Have
those necks little bitch
Til I leave em all dead
With a scene Slit6
Aye
Back when my homies were just laughin' on the track
I cut em off for a minute
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
Have 'em moanin' out the vowels sounds, oh, wee and ahh
And how, by now, you should know me and my
Crew members do members of the opposite sex
Have
are does nothing but lead to trouble
Bring it out, bet they love you
If that's the thing you're into
Let's try to use the type of love only come from
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
by
Prophecies will never end
Everyone will be your friend
Days are better in this place
Don't forget my worn out face
Watchin' the movie
Watchin'
a queen, Royal flushing
Playing every bodies hearts cause she's that stunning
I used to run track, now I run the track
And the DJ run it back
Trying
I'm back in love and hate
again and I'm tired. can that we survive destroy what we
survive when we fall through equilibrium alive, cross the
tracks
lightning strike me
Uh, killin' Queens all day
I got what you want, what you willin' to pay?
Your boy ladies love sound, clean on the track
Slip into
receipts I don't delete cause birds love to tweet
I could help you out if you need some help cause to me it sounds like you off beat
Paid the price to be
rhyme you took me back in time
Back to the first love I ever knew
Giving it over, giving it over
Got my broken heart healed and removed from its cast
to hangout
By the pool later
I tell her yes I would love too
Then we both go back to are rooms
In my room I get ready to go to the pool
I get to the pool I get
grippin her lil booty
She said hoes gone try our love; I bet not let em do it
I was homeless in my past, and now my life a movie
This ain’t scripted; I
know it's true
I'm the mack and the (?) from the big Oak Town
Laying track by track that vicious sound
All you sucker MC's hating my face
Even though
looks I wear the theater should have seen
though I've made my life a movie
The matinee must end by five
And I must stagger out into the blinding
the sound check, but always lovin' the performance
Love for the ladies with a lot of self confidence
But hate the attitude, learn to take a fucking
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