Lyrics:
congratulations, oaks, y'all really fucked up the city
Some of it is a pity, you fool
Mr. T would probably get me
I'm the king, believe it or not, I am not Ripley
I
how they shit will go
Can't miss no more meals cause we was starving and some more shit
So even by myself I'm gon' get all my shit in motion
I plan
on Cold Mountain
I carried myself away
Far from the valley of longing
Away, away, away
The city below in its hunger
A dragon that cannot be filled
the space to fall
When you couldn't pull the weight
But you carried all the blame
Then I buried all the pain
We were light years away
When you said it was too
Ay, ay
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done
(Aye) I fell low to the bottom of the ditch (too low)
Lost souls in the bottom of the ditch (hey bra)
Found gold in the bottom of the ditch(show
by Kaws
I'm from the city
I done seen some bitches do em dirty
They even sayin it ain't cheating
If it's just flirting
Don't need be perfect
But I
Ucity to the city man the black is gold
Let's ride, let's ride
I responded to it all, yeah I know this is true
But how you gonna run away when it's all
stayin' with me? Yeah
She only feel free on the highway
Come on and get it, girl, get it my way
When you rollin' with me, don't wanna fly away
You know
at Jungle City, a sound
Studio in Manhattan's Chelsea
Neighborhood when we
Walk in, Ocean leading the way, pharrell
Williams turns down the music and greets
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
last show I threw away my NWA gold and
Had the whole crowd yellin "Free Yayo"
So Niggas betta get up outta mine
Fo' I creep and turn yo' projects into
sounds dumb
I'll be getting carried away
I carry the flame insanity rains upon you
Better shelter your brain
But never do it in vain
I'm warning the brave
that
Scot-free (scot-free), whole city after me
Have you seen her? 5'9", thick and fine, what a tragedy
Hey, hey, ridin' you while we tryna get away
And they'll be eating out the palm of your hand
And when the flock does stray it will set them straight
Pray neither one of us gets carried away
Baby, that's
And then some, gotta get some
I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son
As an heirloom, not for looking as dope as I rhyme
As a representation
Columbus came ashore greeted with nothing but niceness
Sailing west in attempt to find gold and spices
Dominated by the popes in frenzy for ices
wrong
Never doubt that Karma can hear you when you get lost in your thought
I'm feelin peaceful cause of the life that I've made
Never really been into
weller
Ima grind fo' eva, Ima shine fo' eva
One stop now, Ima get this money
My kids straight, daddy bringin em hunids
Ima gold getter, Ima gold getter
one woman be?
Well little darlin' you got me fallin'
You got me goofy and gay
I'm gonna get carried away
Just think, you're gonna be mine someday
Oh,
stack it up
I'll teach you ways to back it up
When she rack up, put the stacks away
Every time she comes back, flights get delayed
I'm still stuck on my
again?
On comes the evening, gold seeking ends
Piece in my hands worth twice than a friend
And two limbs over shoulder, carried away
Because I
me when I traveled down this gravel road
GC, I could never have my pass revoked
So step up and you a dead duck
Get your head bust, looking like
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