Lyrics:
on the wave
There ain't no stoppin' the play
Hoppin' up out of the flames
Inking the island today
Get your peace up on the board
Bought a crib by the lake
Stronger by myself saving money cuz I ain't copping up
And niggas did me dirty first tape cuz ya didn't cop enough
I paid attention took notes seen what
to my chosen under an apple tree
"Let's get married," I don't walk, I get carried
By a motorcade of voter-age women on rollerblades
In cute sleeveless
homies
One year younger they ain't get where I was goin'
Took a turn for the worst when my father left me lonely
Lonely in my room I, I mean me up
far away, one day for
Just one taste of
Strawberries and some island honey by the beachside, bless me, diving into holy water
Skylines in
could leave the city far away, one day for
Just one taste of
(Chorus)
Strawberries and some island honey by the beachside, bless me, diving into holy
in coney island watching the day go by
It felt so good, it felt so warm, I felt so high
But everything is like ice cream, because it all just melted
Like a warbler's melody,
In the sweet summer breeze,
I'm here where I belong
Like a tree hugging the ground
Like a wave against Long Island Sound
that I'm old lookin'.
Or got my soul tooken back where the fallen angels land.
I know Brooklyn like the back of a stranger's hand.
Can't recognize
Brooklyn where i learned to crawl Coney Island Creek rat
This is where I started it won't be where I peek at
Expand my mind outside the box cause I
So by the end, I know where I'll stand
Anybody, can you hear me
(Just wanna fix it, I can't learn to risk it)
Anybody, can you see me
(I'm on an island
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
'em shocked and amazed
41 shots hot, take you out in the blaze
And if not, they ship your ass to the Bronx in a cage
Into the island where you spend
abound, bird bones and guano UH)
If you are a strong swimmer
You can have a picnic
Where they practiced their missions
I'll cure my lonely condition
Lik-like-like-like we always do
About this time
Ha! You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7,
with my timberlands on
I been here
So long feel like this is my home
You dead wrong think I ain't goin back
To brooklyn the same place where
They say ya
"Today, my mother killed me"
If I'm alive by the time you find this, it's a miracle
What else can be said, a vision quest with infrared
I'm
Two lonely souls tethered by pain
A lie and betrayal, a death
Possessed by the dead seeking revenge
Desperate to know-afraid to learn
Abandoned
We all know Roger, Roger lives in Queens
Brooklyn, Manhattan, the Bronx, and he fiends
For knowledge, and people try to diss him because of that
like a caravan
Gypsy rover in a magic land
Misty mountains where the eagles fly
Lonely valleys where the lost ones cry
I had a little letter full
I keep that to myself, I ain't sharing with these niggas
If I lost her to you lames, yall getting a moving picture
That's clips on clips, frame by
Brooklyn, mad street, putnam ave, I miss you nevermore, Bushwick
Started off hustle was hustlin', I came from the bottom where nobody wanted me
Never
gouda maneuvers as per usual
Fine dining met a fine diamond out in Roosevelt Island
Where your mind been?
Mine been autopilot
Soarin' high as cockpits
the blouse
I'm like Jesus on my island, Denzel of my town
Tell me who got next
Because I got now and we don't rest
And we gon' flex, we see y'all stressed
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