Canal
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โฑ๏ธ 3:03 duration
๐ ID: 600773
๐ Lyrics
New Ratking!
Canal, canal
Stop so, so stop
You best die my way
On the West side highway
Or get high my way
Hanging off the left side of a sky scrape-er-er
My words word have drifted
Sideways, migrate in the Tri-State
Mind state, thinking don't violate
Thinking that I'm vain
Cause when I spit, you see my veins
Bulging out, cold as cuts from my blades
And they used to cut cold cuts five ways
(Five ways?)
Thin, slim, extra slim, large, extra large
My rhyme spectacle sees time perpetual
Back before I was ape, I was a vegetable
Life-form, trying, to become, an icon
I once, was an ion
Now I'm eying, every motherfucker passing by on
X2
Now the power in my brow
Make a thug uptown, come down
To hustle on Canal
Whats the bustle all about?
Sweet kid with a free crib
Hustle on his couch
Hollowed spliff days
Stained canines, decay minds
Now wait mom
Always gave me the chance
But I stay blind
Outlive me lots of love
So churned for me to say
Promise me this know I was done
So Lenox here I lay
Lay, lay, lay you're my guest
Breathe out the stress, lets digress
Sweated seventeen summers so surely you're my nest
Suckled ya stopps 'n' ya honey combed coral chest
Hak 'n' his hounds hover the heights ritzy won't have the rest, rest
Dealing troddened talons trickled as they tear into your flesh
'N' try to gnaw the nectar 'neath ya knit floral dress
X2
Sense of a city that you breath
What a mess but yet you continue to feed
X2
X4
X2
Think the city has let up?
Get up, wake up
Open your eyes
Wake up!
+ x2
Think the city has let up? Better check up
Kids that is fed up
Instead of
Bitching and moaning, they get buck and get up
X2
Canal, canal
Stop so, so stop
You best die my way
On the West side highway
Or get high my way
Hanging off the left side of a sky scrape-er-er
My words word have drifted
Sideways, migrate in the Tri-State
Mind state, thinking don't violate
Thinking that I'm vain
Cause when I spit, you see my veins
Bulging out, cold as cuts from my blades
And they used to cut cold cuts five ways
(Five ways?)
Thin, slim, extra slim, large, extra large
My rhyme spectacle sees time perpetual
Back before I was ape, I was a vegetable
Life-form, trying, to become, an icon
I once, was an ion
Now I'm eying, every motherfucker passing by on
X2
Now the power in my brow
Make a thug uptown, come down
To hustle on Canal
Whats the bustle all about?
Sweet kid with a free crib
Hustle on his couch
Hollowed spliff days
Stained canines, decay minds
Now wait mom
Always gave me the chance
But I stay blind
Outlive me lots of love
So churned for me to say
Promise me this know I was done
So Lenox here I lay
Lay, lay, lay you're my guest
Breathe out the stress, lets digress
Sweated seventeen summers so surely you're my nest
Suckled ya stopps 'n' ya honey combed coral chest
Hak 'n' his hounds hover the heights ritzy won't have the rest, rest
Dealing troddened talons trickled as they tear into your flesh
'N' try to gnaw the nectar 'neath ya knit floral dress
X2
Sense of a city that you breath
What a mess but yet you continue to feed
X2
X4
X2
Think the city has let up?
Get up, wake up
Open your eyes
Wake up!
+ x2
Think the city has let up? Better check up
Kids that is fed up
Instead of
Bitching and moaning, they get buck and get up
X2
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.87] New Ratking!
[00:03.71] Canal, canal
[00:06.53] Stop so, so stop
[00:09.32] You best die my way
[00:11.23] On the West side highway
[00:14.01] Or get high my way
[00:15.94] Hanging off the left side of a sky scrape-er-er
[00:17.89] My words word have drifted
[00:19.70] Sideways, migrate in the Tri-State
[00:21.58] Mind state, thinking don't violate
[00:23.48] Thinking that I'm vain
[00:26.35] Cause when I spit, you see my veins
[00:28.14] Bulging out, cold as cuts from my blades
[00:31.09] And they used to cut cold cuts five ways
[00:33.84] (Five ways?)
[00:34.71] Thin, slim, extra slim, large, extra large
[00:37.69] My rhyme spectacle sees time perpetual
[00:41.35] Back before I was ape, I was a vegetable
[00:45.92] Life-form, trying, to become, an icon
[00:47.82] I once, was an ion
[00:49.74] Now I'm eying, every motherfucker passing by on
[00:51.98] X2
[00:52.84] Now the power in my brow
[00:53.78] Make a thug uptown, come down
[00:55.64] To hustle on Canal
[00:57.24] Whats the bustle all about?
[00:58.19] Sweet kid with a free crib
[01:00.09] Hustle on his couch
[01:06.56] Hollowed spliff days
[01:07.54] Stained canines, decay minds
[01:09.41] Now wait mom
[01:10.43] Always gave me the chance
[01:12.36] But I stay blind
[01:13.25] Outlive me lots of love
[01:15.15] So churned for me to say
[01:16.00] Promise me this know I was done
[01:18.96] So Lenox here I lay
[01:19.80] Lay, lay, lay you're my guest
[01:21.79] Breathe out the stress, lets digress
[01:23.66] Sweated seventeen summers so surely you're my nest
[01:27.48] Suckled ya stopps 'n' ya honey combed coral chest
[01:31.27] Hak 'n' his hounds hover the heights ritzy won't have the rest, rest
[01:35.82] Dealing troddened talons trickled as they tear into your flesh
[01:38.62] 'N' try to gnaw the nectar 'neath ya knit floral dress
[01:41.47] X2
[01:42.46] Sense of a city that you breath
[01:44.54] What a mess but yet you continue to feed
[01:46.36] X2
[01:49.11] X4
[01:59.46] X2
[02:18.38] Think the city has let up?
[02:20.16] Get up, wake up
[02:23.05] Open your eyes
[02:23.94] Wake up!
[02:26.84] + x2
[02:32.41] Think the city has let up? Better check up
[02:35.28] Kids that is fed up
[02:36.24] Instead of
[02:38.19] Bitching and moaning, they get buck and get up
[02:39.93] X2
[02:54.08]
[00:03.71] Canal, canal
[00:06.53] Stop so, so stop
[00:09.32] You best die my way
[00:11.23] On the West side highway
[00:14.01] Or get high my way
[00:15.94] Hanging off the left side of a sky scrape-er-er
[00:17.89] My words word have drifted
[00:19.70] Sideways, migrate in the Tri-State
[00:21.58] Mind state, thinking don't violate
[00:23.48] Thinking that I'm vain
[00:26.35] Cause when I spit, you see my veins
[00:28.14] Bulging out, cold as cuts from my blades
[00:31.09] And they used to cut cold cuts five ways
[00:33.84] (Five ways?)
[00:34.71] Thin, slim, extra slim, large, extra large
[00:37.69] My rhyme spectacle sees time perpetual
[00:41.35] Back before I was ape, I was a vegetable
[00:45.92] Life-form, trying, to become, an icon
[00:47.82] I once, was an ion
[00:49.74] Now I'm eying, every motherfucker passing by on
[00:51.98] X2
[00:52.84] Now the power in my brow
[00:53.78] Make a thug uptown, come down
[00:55.64] To hustle on Canal
[00:57.24] Whats the bustle all about?
[00:58.19] Sweet kid with a free crib
[01:00.09] Hustle on his couch
[01:06.56] Hollowed spliff days
[01:07.54] Stained canines, decay minds
[01:09.41] Now wait mom
[01:10.43] Always gave me the chance
[01:12.36] But I stay blind
[01:13.25] Outlive me lots of love
[01:15.15] So churned for me to say
[01:16.00] Promise me this know I was done
[01:18.96] So Lenox here I lay
[01:19.80] Lay, lay, lay you're my guest
[01:21.79] Breathe out the stress, lets digress
[01:23.66] Sweated seventeen summers so surely you're my nest
[01:27.48] Suckled ya stopps 'n' ya honey combed coral chest
[01:31.27] Hak 'n' his hounds hover the heights ritzy won't have the rest, rest
[01:35.82] Dealing troddened talons trickled as they tear into your flesh
[01:38.62] 'N' try to gnaw the nectar 'neath ya knit floral dress
[01:41.47] X2
[01:42.46] Sense of a city that you breath
[01:44.54] What a mess but yet you continue to feed
[01:46.36] X2
[01:49.11] X4
[01:59.46] X2
[02:18.38] Think the city has let up?
[02:20.16] Get up, wake up
[02:23.05] Open your eyes
[02:23.94] Wake up!
[02:26.84] + x2
[02:32.41] Think the city has let up? Better check up
[02:35.28] Kids that is fed up
[02:36.24] Instead of
[02:38.19] Bitching and moaning, they get buck and get up
[02:39.93] X2
[02:54.08]