doing it for the new millennium, you heard? Regardless of the wait, I'm gonna stay straight ghetto Everybody high, don't nobody say hello Even when the sun shining it ain't yellow
Mike] Straight from Atlanta, the hog hand-ler Grown folk trap, scramb-ler Knee deep, means to get them G's to my manager I'll drag 'em threw the river like a bad yellow
on a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly A girl with kaleidoscope eyes Cellophane flowers of yellow
the butter Mama baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoons I heard her holler from the kitchen "Which one of you youngen's wants to lick the spoon?" Yellow
As I swoop the skies high off that buddha Tah mixed the cusche and the purple hairs And it got me high (now I'm rollin on the river) Labeled mr. fedex
busted hand Bringing you down, can't bring you down Bringing you down, can't bring you down Bringing you down, can't hear the sound Run through the river
Beef I hammer mine, when I get my hands on nines If I had no bammerline,Cordourys kam will shine Canary burgundy, I call it lemon red Yellow diamonds
locked beyond measure, the click's under pressure Extort you for your treasure smack you with the undresser Represent your click, go ahead, get that ass whipped Floatin' in the river
beats given me reasons to flex, you know they know when we catchem we gon bag em' tie them clowns up 3rd wall stockem' we gon dragem' threw the fuckin river
motherfucker Camouflage nigga what, you'll catch me in the cut Fucking shit up for every nigga, the bigger pig the bigger trigger 'Cause my niggaz in the river
mind.... "Callow teasing" Coward season - yellow eyes "Bleacher dates the" Picture takes a second prize cherry pickin favorites my dash was locked i guess i feel fine The way this river
known to you as Killa Kali The state of California niggas call it Killa Kali Murder weapons in the river bodies found in the alleys Bring the yellow
Tasting all the good and bad From on the serpents tree Little ones remind us Of a place we used to be Echoes of the ever land Discover who you really are Rivers
Here comes the mechanical sun Working on the bones in the dry old creek bed Mist on the old river bend, yellow box hangs like it's dead The emerald silo
There's a barge going by on the river. Yellow against the blue. There's a bus driving up along the bridge And it's red like the color of new love. And
the sky There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by He wore a torn and tattered cloth around his leathered hide And a coat of many colors, yellow
, baby If I knew, you was on the other side Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore And my happiness is o'er Winter's gone, the river's on the rise I loved you
moonlight alone? Well, I'm preaching peace and harmony The blessings of tranquility Yet I know when the time is right to strike I take you 'cross the river