Lyrics:
another try
Her rejection injected a shot to my left
Side by side with a crush from 2005
And it was just a kiss
Maybe more than that
Like crack it felt good
and the history a rest man
Took a torment to arrest man
But by the Next slide, down Thameside
What a front, balls them had to test I
Nick much wanting of peas
He got the high sign so he jumped a bus
Along the roads that wind on through
The hot mojave and the jericho
He'd start his whole life anew
And what
and steady wins the race, fuckface
This is a letter to the editor sent in an envelope
Sealed shut by some candle wax
Shipped by an olden only show pony,
At the wheel there sat a big man he weighed about 2-10
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
Big Joe's the name I told him mine
He said the name of my rig's
(Uh, huh)
Maserati Levante with the blue lights, yeah
(Blue lights)
Duffle in my trunk, bad on the wheel bearing
(On my wheel bearing)
My dog came with
also the west end crew Abercarn
Did a wheelie on a Penny Farthing, big wheel up, big wheel up
All the bus routes, X-15, 53, big respect
Red
we feel
My posse's on Broadway, it's time to get ill
My Posse's On Broad Way
My Posse's On Broad Way
Posse Up
Crusin' broadway and my wheels spin
face the road
Just a couple young teens with no place to go
I took the transit but soon
I got enough after
I hated paying 3 dollars for a bus transfer
So
Once when we were on a bus between some cities we discussed the things
That happened in their early years. Their youngest time was spent alone
talk too much that's why i keep it silent
Got gang everywhere from Llanishen to Mile End
Young g, still clean, Supreme on my tee
Four wheels, still
straight in the front seat and puff grapes
Louder than bus brakes
I'm dumb baked, feeling my skin was like reading braille
And all the street lights were
(Life of the check can be stopped by accident when you're trippin...)
(Life of the check can be stopped by accident when you're trippin...)
(Life
thing crossin' my mind is them M's Anything else ain't excitin' me
I'm by my business and I'm by my bag I don't need nobody copyin
We get it jumpin'
up to the function, you know I'm spittin' game
Uh, uh
Got no wheels, and you know I'm on the train
Ridin' through the city puffin' on that grain, it's
running on a wheel and I don't know why
I don't know why.
And on the bus today, I met the queen of L.A.
At least she said she was and who am I to say?
5. THE DRIVER
On a greyhound bus
Going to anywhere
At the window seat
Just to see when I get there
People come and go
Some of the faces stay
B Town represent
Um, and I remember when I was in high school I was standing at the bus stop
City blocked
Every block lettered off
N block, C block
The expression on the face of
My sweet Lord
And back on the trail
By this time tomorrow
By foot, wheel, or sail
But this time no sorrow
Bus stop, ?
Next
freeze
Mek a snap like rat trap wid Swiss cheese
Bus like drum dat a wen mi shot gun mek
Hole like staina ah we di ice pick leave
War dem mad like mi use
knock your door off your fucking hinges
Playground full of syringes (Yeah)
Greyhound bus, twenty-two pound, send it (Yeah)
Greyhound route, two hundred
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
it
Painted by numbered bus stops
A taste disguising sweat
A tear for coins we've lost
This man don't care for stains
Can't build an empire on a smile
the end
And I played baseball but I never pitched right
Walked 4-5 people, lose by ‘least five
Played all the sports that my mom put me in
I was never
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