Issue No 127 Canal Lyrics

You best stay out of my way, on the west side I wait
Hold that high, my weight
Cleaning out the mess out of a skyscraper
My war is war, get drinking, so I waste my brain in the tri-state
Mind state, thinking the bomb, thinking that I'm game
'Cause when I step, you see my games
Hold chin up, hold these cards from my place'drop waves
Part ways'my guap spectacles see guap perpetual
You know I was eight, I was a vegetable'try to be calm
And I thought I want to be high born now I born
Hey, motherfucker, that's the pie burned
'come down, canal, a little hustle, a lot of doubt
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Week days, stay kinda nasty'always gave me the chance but I..
So turn for me, just say'I lay, lay, lay, lay
Drop my jest, feet out the stress, I digress'
Hopping the sounds, hopping the height, would you have the rest
See them'eat your flesh'
Sin city, free me, must get between your feet
Magic city, free meat, must get between your feet
Sin city, free me, must get between your feet
Magic city, free meat, must get between your feet

The city that's left, open your eyes, wake up