Letras:
Four Hands Piano

always someone on the scene Starblocks, we get it out by any means Coffee shop, trop spot, hand to hand, get my guap Pack the scale *** sack for sack *** Rockstar, *** , piano

said, "Howdy," he said, "Hi" He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst The brew was in my hand

home, home And we were always half crazy, now look at you, baby You make about as much sense as a nursery rhyme And love is a piano, dropped from the four

about the past, you betta do the math, freaks tryin' to put their dirty hands on the cash, more keys than a piano, you like to travel, think all the fours

dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah) So how you flipping grams yo (uh uh) I'm touching keys like pianos to getting

`69, When the keys made her hands look small And she built her dream around symphonies and concertos Around traveling the country, and playing the music halls Four

there watching him was the lady that's known as Lou His eyes went rubbering round the room and he seemed in a kind of daze Till at last that old piano

We know dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah) So how you flipping grams yo (uh uh) I'm touching keys like pianos to

less cash, a blast I'd imagine that the water was rising fast Quarter in hand at the light for the squeegee man Adult life squeegee man shot, cops hand