Yo, it's corrupt where I'm from...Edmonton...TOUGH! the swedes could speak about the heads we drums...ROUGH! city lights will leave you red with blood punched holes in the wall, then they fed the the thugs lunch....after they rocked the party in the literal sense sedimentary perpesity they hit the kid on the lips shit, you could could be on "Whyte.Ave" havin the time of your life then you get your arm broken by a random cab driver, ask Katie the nightlife is mad crazy, when a drunk tries to steal your car, he was trying to play me but I didn't let'em, we peeled off quick, then we parked at IGA to break the seals off the lid don't generalize, you must think and wonder why i drink 40's and memorize buslink numbers? well, I don't have a license, but I'm trying to gain prominence cause i'm living in a house with a fridge full of condiments
see me on the bill better follow me there i solemnly swear i'll make it back to oliver square
so I'm drunk at the "Funky Pickle", nothing difficult came out with just napkins, it was something pityful currently unemployed but I depend on my friends to contend with my impending impulse to spend so I let Jane cover my pictures at "The Strat" till I get a lil bit riches from this rap but I digress, peeping few cherries in the rearview R.C.M.P check for drunks on a steer through yeah I take the 7th on 82nd to get to Jasper so I can hit new city with the electro crashers and Doug says "it's a vouyers roleplay" to check someone seated like their birthday in the worst way see me at "Victory", don't ask to see the skill I'm sick of fanboys where im not competing him or robotic bill spit, I come with the ill shit, still good but more dangerous than "Milwoods".
see me on the bill better follow me there i solemnly swear I'll make it back to oliver square
I need to listen like records, y'all all to get dismissed, on the wake up I tend to politic with "Crisp" don't stick your nose up, just cause the sic flow up like if you go to a show to might see Nick Cosa like if im on the mic, you better get froze up cause i cut aluminum like a bus station smoker anyway, we tend the black dog in on tuesdays any crew with useless talk, don't give a fuck what you say better low if your connected to lame prose I'm bout to hit'ch ya with a stellar bottle of halo ugly chicks at "The Armoury"...talk sweet, alcoy girl, i don't wanna be scening you like "Cowboys" and I don't rap for free, not one dirty your list will go downtown like the 135 lamping real pretty, don't care what rapping can get me I'm just letting y'all know.. I'm from champion city
see me on the bill better follow me there i solemnly swear I'll make it back to oliver square
From Milwoods, to the West-end ask anyone of my best friends you know what it isTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
