Pinstripes

Album: Age Against The Machine (2013)
  • These done, twist and baking
    Catch your favors, getting favors
    Getting zippers, it's on the river
    Like I kill 'em, strap feel 'em
    Barely feel 'em, in your system
    Trip them wings, you aint' fly
    Bucks I slug you're hot
    Them suckers trash, they out of the time
    Middle finger to the sky, win em and drop by
    I'm not a man, I'm no a fan
    We ain't friends, I'm not that guy
    Two flex and flog, suck a dog
    This part is getting man number one
    I pull you, then pull your car
    Determinate so
    Just I'll be auto boys and I'm 'bout too hard yes
    Man they all kill, two

    This regard that papa, can't feel that from Atlanta
    Keep on with this dirty south
    And hit the them Hamers

    People don't beat the crowds
    Who gonna be round their flaps?
    People they got no heat
    At the same old beat
    Wow wow!
    People they who they claim
    We just
    People they got no
    Between how far they go (go go go go go)
    Goodbye!

    Bad boy, tough guy, true boy, hardcore
    Got the 38, got the 44, I'm ready for and I'm
    It's anything they looking for
    Is right here, is right there
    Talking loud ain't sayin' nothing
    It's out there, we're reckless
    We fall the whip a hot click
    We giving you the best this
    I didn't get a benefit, I'm glad that you did it
    I'm say what? I've been wrist
    I'm stayin with the DM flickers, talk to the finish

    People don't beat the crowds
    Who gonna be round their flaps?
    People they got no heat
    At the same old beat
    Wow wow!
    People they who they claim
    We just
    People they got no
    Between how far they go (go go go go go)
    Goodbye!

    K.I.N.G they talking that
    Number one boy in old truck
    And when we'll find in Cancun, sold old that
    I'll get one, break it down the
    I'll do the same with another but it's all the stack
    And I'll kick it in the with the
    Nigga get around like what the
    All yes in the and they wanna do but the
    I'm kind in Hollywood roll backing
    No bank it, 'cause we acke there
    You're running there like we in here
    Same nice and hot between in here
    'Cause I don't want to bake it roll
    Yeah bullet it hoe for a bank roll
    Say don't need 'cause I mention
    Like who that in my window?
    Who is that in my window?
    I'm Paranoia my brain frying
    And the bullet thing 'cause I ain't
    But I will be when I see 'em be like day to day

    People don't beat the crowds
    Who gonna be round their flaps?
    People they got no heat
    At the same old beat
    Wow wow!
    People they who they claim
    We just
    People they got no
    Between how far they go (go go go go go)
    Goodbye!

    They got that pin roles riding through it
    Courtney Love be the
    Get a little bit of everything, that's what I say
    These dudes they poe to it, they close to it
    The street like I'm you knew
    I'm true to it
    Big trunks, big house
    Got a problem, look I'm all in
    Got a problem and I'm all here
    Hit the game and five here, five hoes you don't cash here
    And every time the south side one oh yeah

    Yeah I know you, you kung-fu, you ain't real me, this ain't real beep
    I'm still street and I kill eat
    And life full of steal cheat
    I'm a I don't chain breaker, and a brain breaker
    I got two names, I've been two chains
    A lot of enw names ...who sayin'?

    People don't beat the crowds
    Who gonna be round their flaps?
    People they got no heat
    At the same old beat
    Wow wow!
    People they who they claim
    We just
    People they got no
    Between how far they go (go go go go go)
    Goodbye! Writer/s: CAMERON F. GIPP, CHAD GEORGE SIMPSON, CLIFFORD HARRIS, ROBERT TERRANCE BARNETT, THOMAS CALLAWAY, WILLIE EDWARD KNIGHTON, WILLIE POOLE
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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