12 guage melody

Lyrics

leave my body 12 gauge shottie
fuck you bitch!, fuckin be the hobby!
hit it from behind! that be doggy!
leavin' in a cab,waitin' in the lobby
trappin on the grind keepin shit saucy
lookin' like a boss always stay flossin'

trippin on my world it always feelin cold
but I burned that card? smoked on shards,been too far,gone to far,far too long,but I got nothing done,cus I got real spun! yeah! spinnin' my wheels goin real fast! nowhere fast making lots of noise always looking towards,towards the place i need,places that will feed,planting all the seeds,based it on our needs,never on the greed,except we will bleed,we will grieve and lose some sleep, so push your way through the crowds of squares cut right through them,don't play fair,don't stare,keep in mind the fist don't care,easy choices stubborn dares

losing fanfare,more then you could bare
more then needed to be shared,
time to sit your ass in this chair!
Just sit your ass there!
sit the fuck down!
sit there and lose that fear!

make it clear its never there
never looking closely to who is here
pure and clean less to see,less for me
less obscene,hide and seek

lose your seat move them feet
quite a feat, light that weed,smoke your dreams,the pipe is clean time for fiends
pick the words that you mean
what you say is how your seen
friends then fiends and leave the scene
cant escape what cant be seen
memories and thoughts kept between
between the lines from what we read
every good deed every quick read,
analyze our world around us but still cant quit get a bead,take the lead don't lose your steam,live your life live the dream!

leave my body 12 gauge shottie
fuck you bitch!, fuckin be the hobby!
trippin on my world it always feelin cold
but I burned that card not to long ago
my mind went somewhere,im not sure where? crowds of squares cut right through them
cant get stuck,keep you from movin'
grab the glock no refusing,on site I'll be shootin'!

leave my body 12 gauge shottie
fuck you bitch!, fuckin be the hobby!
hit it from behind! that be doggy!
leavin' in a cab,waitin' in the lobby
trappin on the grind keepin shit saucy
lookin' like a boss always stay flossin'

trippin on my world it always feelin cold
but I burned that card? crowds of squares cut right through them

12
guage
shottie

blow you apart
that's a start
now lean back,lean back
finger on the trigger!
fingering the trigger

12 guage shottie!
12
guage!
hit it from the back!
doggy!
(yeah that's ruff)