Banks & Steelz - Speedway Sonora

Текст песни

I shot the wolf with a silver bullet
He didn’t think that I would pull it
Tried to block the path I was headed
I’m tryin' to get back on my good foot
They scratching the back of the good book
Shit little nigga that’s a good look
Black hooded
40 acres of land developed, 40 acres wooded
So much wrong we don’t know where to put it
Follow the rainbow, a pot to cook with
I’ll call Paul to Bank it
40 tails up at the banquet
Plus he had Snow White’s blanket
All they talk was body language
Don’t prison the pauper
They both got vanquished
T-t-t-time to die, we causin' damage
Speedway Sonora
It’s just somewhere to fly
It’s just a sky like
Armies race
Somewhere way up high
On the sight lines
All the ways (Speedway)
Everyday
Everyday
Ay yo
I paved the path many warriors walk on
Black hawk and my plague is stomped on
Lightning bolt strikes the horizon
Deep in the woods spent time with the wise men
Slightly on site and my chi energy, it keeps on risin'
Bob the Huntsman, (hahaha)
Bob the Huntsman,
Bob the Huntsman, (hahaha)
Speedway Sonora
It’s just somewhere to fly
It’s just a sky like
Armies race
Somewhere way up high
On the sight lines
All the way
We say it’s alright
I wonder where you hide
Across the sky
No boundaries
It’s just a read you lie
Bomb bombardier
All the way
Everyday
Speedway Sonora
It’s just somewhere to fly
Across the sky like
Found dream state
I wonder where you hide
It’s always bright light
Surrounding
All the way
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway Sonora
It’s just somewhere to fly
It’s just a sky like
Armies race
Somewhere way up high
There’s always bright lights shining
On me
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway