MISSISSIPPI
ayo 80 kicking on the 1-0-61
ayo moving brighter than the flash out a shotgun
ayo it’s party time
word to my man Stan got the party vibe
but it's low-key
but it's low-key
still got the party vibe but it's low-key
low-key hard as fuck
peace to my people cause we heavy as a dump truck
yo we drank till we throw it up
then we show up to the show down
moving in a hollow moon clean off a good sound
move around town ice cubes in the cup drinking all brown
while we bump in James Brown
and we keep it ill sounds
on the back of astroids
I fuck with Dan Aykroyd
funny movies on a Sunday
spend time while we listen to Donny Hathaway
free-fallin while nature be calling
free-fallin wild nature be calling
we Freefallin isle nature be calling
no parachute just dimes for the loot
I dig through the rhythm searching for the truth
hotter than a Dragon's tooth
I get it loose that's word to my coupe that I don't know
I'm on my own path flesh blood and bone
no kings or kings queens upon the throne
this life is like a cobblestone
break a niggas legs and tell a sucka hobble home

We on a party vibe dope and we low-key
We on a party vibe dope and we low-key
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Clouds over Mississippi
Clouds over Mississippi
Drowning in the Mississippi
Muddy as fuck
Cruddy as fuck
Cruddy as fuck Cause we Drowning
in the Mississippi
Clowning in the Mississippi

Can’t keep no catfish
Cant eat no catfish
Nor Buffalo either
Sittin on back while I drink on a Lagunitas
bass out these speakers

Drowning in the Mississippi

Still want to throw a Molotov they styles off
hey yo I never played a game of golf
I tear buildings down while I move through the city
inside of my own sound
inside of my own sound
in a vacuum looking out my living room
Life is like a cartoon but I'm sharper than a harpoon
see you at high noon

drowning in the Mississippi
swimming in the Mississippi we grow lungs
on the side of these tracks where you lose your life
you never get that shit back like
Drowning in the Mississippi
lounging in Mississippi

we heavy as gravity
life is all funny till you peep that tragedy
we all color poetry
heavy as an oak tree
by the base of the Mississippi
by the base of the Mississippi

Yeah By the base of it
see us at the floodwalls
laughing at the nature as the shit rises yall
full moon to half turnpike
we are on the 101 North goin right
See uson the 55 at an odd time
still hopping over state lines
watching out for one time with a mind full of sunshine
inside the Mississippi
ayo it's winter time in summertime in Mississippi
9000° beneath the sun and everybody got a gun
and everybody got a gun
so where you from where you from
by the base of the Mississippi
shooting shit at the Mississippi
see us by the base of Cahokia Mounds
lifestyle is real cause smiles and frowns
it's all the inverse ≈≈ it's all the inverse
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Lost Lands life ain't programmed
We bow down to no man
in these Lost lands where this life aint programmed
we bow down to no man
By the base of the Mississippi
Warriors like Conan in the Mississippi
carry ax and a six pack everybody
chilling with a wave cap
like, got a look good for death
I got understand my breath
Moving in the sunlight
vampires don't bite so I keep my
flows in my own eye
by the base of this Mississippi river
jazz music by the base of the Mason Dixon line
I chill with my own time
looking at the sunshine with a box of stolen knives
turning six to nine like
head nod and day drops
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by the base of head nods and day jobs
everybody got a little heart in they own way
yo I move it on my way
top of the resume reads feng shui
I keep it easy
my mama use to sing fat meat was greasy
hardheads don't believe thee
till that hardhead hits the concrete
so I moved through the system with a bomb beat
ayo we bouncing and lounging check the gevity
Ayo life is so readily heavily
we transmit from the land of stolen Chevys
my number one phrase is get ready
for whatever might happen
change is a constant
walk through the city and I'm hopping over continents
like how do I get to Mars
hey yo I pulled a little soul out the jar
quasars and the suns collapse
while my people sit back conversate over six packs
and as the moons and stars began to intertwine
while I'm on my wine
I got my own type of time
looking at the figure 8 searching for infinity
life is all about turning seconds into centuries
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