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ERNESTO BIRMINGHAM - box lyrics

Artist: ERNESTO BIRMINGHAM

album: SO REFRESHING!!


From what I can gather
I'm still here
Why did we build the matrix? It's shitty
No love of the brother is real in a Philly
You know how they MOVE tryna blow up the city
A honky bat eyes and defend him a gritty
We steady putting up flyers
Missing kids, cops don't wanna know
Unfixed pot holes, used up spare tires
Momma moved us out pretty young
In the burbs don't need no gun
Neighbor had a smaller house than ours
Moved in all a sudden guess they really needed one
I guess
Everything stay the same
Don't change your aim, I move around
You can catch me in the town
Made my mouth shut really loud
LOUD LIKE
You can lock me in the shed baby
I tool my way out
Sun I'm prone to shade maybe
I'm cooling my day down
Staying buku, fufu
Fooling fuck no coolie high
Camping in the city
Meet me at the X, I'll tell you why
Laying in the grass
Couple words on my ass hurt
Cursed all my past
Always tryna get the last first
Laying in the rocks
Rocking boats as the ship docks
New place in the village
Got me tryna live up in my box
Hope you tryna box
Hope you tryna box
A fantastic fox
Don't look my dogs
Hope you tryna box
Hope you tryna box
Living on the rocks
Ice is in the box
Hope you tryna box
Hope you tryna box
A fantastic fox
Don't look my dogs
Hope you tryna box
Hope you tryna box
Living on the rocks
Ice is in the box
Don't talk to a nigga too crazy
That don't make sense
Make no change like Obama '08
Cuz the mic is my vice no Don no Pence
And no ladies and gents oughta bother me
All my fauna in the street need camaraderie
Caught rigging lab rats with lobotomies
Shot in the head, maybe feds wont Assata me to free
Shakur, surely y'all will we see Pac in me
Even if eden, I'd've eaten like a queen
Just to see how really evil everything is
White clothes, two hoes and wedding ring, shit
Sedative, moving on to better things
Sitting in the room, till the tomb is a nebulous
Never this, right right wrong wrong
Tight tight song song, see see sights, living too damn long long
Ah
You can lock me in the shed baby
I tool my way out
Sun I'm prone to shade maybe
I'm cooling my day down
Staying buku, fufu
Fooling fuck no coolie high
Camping in the city
Meet me at the X, I'll tell you why
Laying in the grass
Couple words on my ass hurt
Cursed all my past
Always tryna get the last first
Laying in the rocks
Rocking boats as the ship docks
New place in the village
Got me tryna live up in my box
Hope you tryna box
Hope you tryna box
A fantastic fox
Don't look my dogs
Hope you tryna box
Hope you tryna box
Living on the rocks
Ice is in the box
Hope you tryna box
Hope you tryna box
A fantastic fox
Don't look my dogs
Hope you tryna box
Hope you tryna box
Living on the rocks
Ice is in the box
I don't want no closure
I just close shop down
From the top down
God, what you on God?
Don't ask me what's wrong
We can't even get Along
Get it, get it, get it gone God
Hella hell is home turf
Hell is hella home turf
Hell is hella home turf
(Fuck- I mean I tried it)

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