​billy woods

"Good Country People"

[Chorus: Billy Woods]
Planes, trains, rented automobiles
Way stations, island on eighteen wheels
Bust deep pulls weed patient
Wind cut like steel
Man, we been everywhere
In the streets, stayed real
Stayed real

[Verse 1: Priviledge]
Paranoid posted at the windows, blinds closed
Peeking out watching every car that goes by
Passing asking is this my chariot, swinging low
Coming forth to carry me home
Nary those thoughts go for
My brain chasing to the frontal lobe
Hunkered down inside the safest zone houses
Different city, same old Faustian loggers made
Praying for days, big homie got wrapped up
So now they say, snitches ‘bout to send a whole
Squad upstate, I’m ducking Jake and my team
The same waiting for word from home base
But boss getting cake up in fangled ass new ways
Avenues of distribution done changed
I’m of a single mind frame, drugs and rhyme babe
No guns and knives, brains quick with the with
Sharp enough to get him out of situations
They claim is the stickiest
Slip the mouseketeer ass n*ggas, the mickey right quick
Is he like right in the head, yo they be finding
He be straight out, they be short several thousand
With a half peer outdoor to flood the next town with
But why he be making such absurd decisions
Tried and true ghetto adage, the dead are in prison
Headed from such illustrious beginnings
It’s a sin in definition, death sentence if he unrepentant
Lessons learned turned the battle scars, burn victims work
Over the twice shy sensibility, Smalls your still killing me
Lord willing, next year y’all will be seeing me
Smiling laid up somewhere with lots of good greenery
Cause right now I sure could use a change of scenery

[Chorus: Billy Woods]
Planes, trains, rented automobiles
Way stations, island on eighteen wheels
Bust deep pulls weed patient
Wind cut like steel
Man, we been everywhere
In the streets, stayed real
Stayed real

[Verse 2: Billy Woods]
Dog day afternoon, killed my landlord to party music
Food boo how we get recruited, it gets deep, like British petroleum
First place they checked, right under that [?]
Hating bad, the kids a gad, plan hits snag
Catch the next bust to anywhere
Paper bags, split that balance shag
Stoves is a dime, paradigm false flag
Can’t cosign that shragging cubicle
Feeling like Saladin and Jalalabad
New Jerusalem with oodles of laser tag
Shining path, two drags, all I need turnpike cash
Hypertension, cancerous tabacco leaf
Stones bleed over long armed Florida Keys
Come dance with me, you ain’t sweat through tees
Citizen of Indonesia, tricks up sleeves
Julius seizure, caveat emptor
Four-hundred degrees, squad up
Juvenile delinquent sees foam cup
Full of that n*gga please, Christ saves
Flame them things, drew breeze
French Quarter, the room had two-thousand watts
Young Terry Porter, the boy dipped on the thousand cops
f*ck a gloria, alpha the whole pounds, shy-locked
Once he hit nine, nine, nine, figured why stop
De-cyphered hieroglyphs, mega-graffiti
Black-ops, under the counter like beadies, seedy
Reggie Miller twist sisters [?]
Ocean Pacific, ghost of the civic, posted my [?]
Elijah one coaching these midgets
Taliban choking the life out these b*tches
[?] lotioned her biscuits, known to [?]
Really want to test it, to keep warm
With fire from kindling your rhyme books

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