Ocean's on Arrival - Hard Jumo

Hands my pants, fuck her till she goin moan
I’m just doing my dance, see how long she can hold
And I gotta give em all one chance, but like dominoes they fall
I just stay in my stance, and let em all take aye

Cause she got her hands my pants, fuck her till she goin moan
I’m just doing my dance, I see how long she can hold
And I gotta give em all one chance, but like dominoes they fall
I just stay in my stance, and let em all take notes
Cause she got her

Each day blessed that I dodge the casket
I’m back with a chance trynna reach the masses
Tongue straight hot like a hit of acid
Shroom trips lit , grab the stick then I’m blasting off
On my rocket ship
You can ride the wave or you can find your niche
You can catch that, and invest that
In yourself no one else got what you have, to give

Hard to stay civil keep my head on a swivel
Cause they hate me and they see me as an outlaw
Cameras in the sky while they tapping all the tele’s
One conversation I can see what time you on
Hard to sustain cause they steady spread pain
But we gotta maintain, keep the love strong
When you find your own truth, and you ready make a move
Come and see me I’ve been chillin in the backwoods

Always searching for something that we can’t seem to find
Ive been running away but we just can’t hide
They been hunting us down for a long long time
But they can’t kill us all, no the light still shine

Always searching for something that we can’t seem to find
Ive been running away but we just can’t hide
They been hunting us down for a long long time
But they can’t kill us all, no the light still shine

Better run better run better run
As fast as you can
Get a gun get a gun get a gun
Or you better off dead
You better run better run better run
As fast as you can
Oh get a gun get a gun get a gun
You better off dead

I don’t give a fuck bout’ who care
I don’t give a fuck bout’ who there
I don’t give a fuck bout’ it, at all
I don’t give a ah
I don’t give a fuck bout’ who there
I don’t give a fuck bout’ who care
I don’t give a fuck bout’ it ah
At all

And I don’t give a
Fuck if you wack and you lack the compassion
To master the track that you on
Ask if I’m wrong
My shit goin’ last in a casket
After I pass and I’m gone
Pass the baton
My kids got kids that smash it
I’m classic I last till the morn
Half of me gone
The other half far to established to act like I’m laughing along
Having a ball
Shit knee deep, got peeped
Now its beep beep beep beep beep in my phone
Feds they creep when I sleep
Got Peep, got Steez, got X, got Feds in my wall
Answer the call, I stand for the fall
Amber and all my stamina raw
Hammering Paul with the man in the wall
Motherfucker better run get gun or just sack up
In the city where the funds always stack up
But the story on the news never add up
And the lit fuse, go boom
And we mad cause
They right behind us, can’t find us
Everything we do, goin’ blind em’
We light shining and I’m finding a peace inside this
Oh shit they right behind me

Better run better run better run
As fast as you can
Get a gun get a gun
Oh watch out, for the
Other side you better watch out for the
Other side
But I don’t give a fuck
Where’d he go?

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