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super chron flight brothers - high grade كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: billy woods]
cops is like “where you going, darkie
and why your lips so chalky?”
told them port side patrolmen “please
already popped a pimp, now pardon me”
f_ck barkley, i am a role model
tall lil’ sparky to keep weed in bottles
and rock the mid_afternoon heineken goggles
roll dice on a word search like boggle
beat the clock, crack a book, read the block
and don’t be smiling so d_mn much
happy_go_lucky n_ggas wear cuffs like
(you know you dun f_cked up, right?)
jesus walks
n_gga shut the f_ck up with all this jesus talk
everybody wanna thump they bibles, big tent revival
jesus wants you to get a rushcard, i crush stars
turn streets to my backyard, barbecue the beef
and grill anyone looking hard, cook and char mics
burn like buchenwald, mississippi or hollywood
now chuck d on mtv, flav on vh1, who’d have thunk?

[hook: priviledge] x 2
i’d rather blaze till i touch mars and clutch jars
filled with high grade than race with these cars
and trucks, son, cause enough’s enough
and a bunch of other stuff that pretty much sucks
[verse 2: billy woods]
signed up and now you pretty much stuck
f_ck the troops
and sorry if that applies to someone near you
but the day you start following orders is the day you become a tool
full court jester, i’m not a professor
and this more of an anecdote than a lecture
but walk with caesar you gonna get burned
it’s like n_ggas will never learn
white boys been hearing “land of the free” so long
they can’t help but go along
but black people we know it’s just a song
we know how they speak right and do wrong
you’d be better off selling crack
closest i’ma get to iraq is the hash in this bong
pulled over, stashing it calm
see me in baghdad you know the whip got a bomb
final call some scripture is all you get from the nation of islam
i don’t follow religion and move mysterious like the following gong
(_gong_)

[hook: priviledge] x 2
i’d rather blaze till i touch mars and clutch jars
filled with high grade than race with these cars
and trucks, son, cause enough’s enough
and a bunch of other stuff that pretty much sucks
[outro: the goonies sample]
see you guys, you never listen to me. i said there was gonna be trouble, but you didn’t listen to me. you guys are crazy. you know you guys are self_destructive. there’s a funny farm somewhere and it’s got your names written all over it

- super chron flight brothers

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