just passing by, We're fine now nevermind, Far away from hate, Every minute we take, Before the fall, We know there's nowhere to land, Nice time to fall
, you can call me quick draw McGraw b*tch I'ma cut that fool, better call the law I start sprayin', make f**k n*gga fall and crawl I press play like Puff
two two's, you can call me QUICK DRAW McGRAW! Bitch, I'ma cut that fool, better CALL THE LAW! I start sprayin, make fuck nigga FALL AND CRAWL! I press
Chose, you can call me quick draw McGraw b*tch I'ma cut that fool, better call the law I start sprayin', make f**k n*gga fall and crawl I press play
Whitney Brizilian candy, from Miami massouse, wedding ring on, lovin Celine Dion hate rap, told me where she get caked at shes a part time danca, part time
rattling and shaking as if with a mind of it's own, unwilling to die the man, 40ish, also after a time, an agonisingly painful period of time is
I hate seagulls and I hate being sick I hate burning my finger on the toaster and I hate nits I hate falling over, I hate grazing my knee I hate picking
time you touch the spray paint can Michelangelo's soul controls your hand Then serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the rainbow fills your head
I said, "Yeah, I see. But you don't understand what I really mean." Look at the manifest list It got my name down A bald head for the cool crown How you
lit match All these jealous-ass niggas acting sheisty Better tongue kiss magic johnson before they tell me I'm nice But that's aiight, northside e, conceited times
before time, move hands before time Like Don Bluth I made The Land Before Time Some MC's think they're nice, but not hardly That's what they "Say Say
So you know if I hate fucking water sprinklers, I don't love the hose Someone let the cat out the bag, now it's time to stuff his face Back in that bitch
And took her, I know she used to be yours Now she's riding on the bus with us and doing tours Along with some other little runts We call her a fall girl
and yell louder. I see a city on a hill, I see the only way to be filled, mighty rushing wind around us, Holy Spirit burn within us. [Chorus:] Burn. Burn. Burn
All this nigga know is, get money burn a lot of smokes Lazy niggas was sleepin', I was wide awoke Not a joke, creep on snitches, niggas gotta choke When it's time
fule kno that Any fule kno that Any fule kno that Won't it be nice When everything falls into place Salad days go a tickling by Have a high time, burn
