So It Goes Lyrics - So It Goes - Ratking

No need to be cooping it home 

Got the stoop as my throne 

Brick and concrete stricken on me, with a raunchy ho swollen 

No Rome throne golden 

Only beige with a mix of grey that's the closest, much of my motion's 

The Hudson a flowing 

Carrying Russian locust, Irish locust, Puerto Rican locust 

Get off the boat and seeking, to go kiss the golden streets, but 

No its, instead stop, still get hot off bedrock, accept home, left home 

To get a home, to get it on, to get a grip, to get a life long bird 

On a quite strong grip 

Looking at your New York Giants with eyes that realize how high it gets 

Business legitimate or you swiping shit, kind of like this Nikon lens 

Stole it from a ho, she was high on meds 

Brought it to Canal, now they buying it 

Recycling it on some unlicensed shit 

How could you put a, pu-put a price on this 

City we surviving in, city we be vibing with 

City I been living here my whole life, how could I be hyped on shit? 

Six million trains to ride, choose one 

Six million stories to tell, whose one? 

There's plenty as many as pennies in the futon 

Hidden, waiting, to be spitten once the crews gone (x2) 

City got me working, got me doing service, don't deserve it 

Witty, whittling, learning 

Most this wood is probably burning 

Most this wood is probably burning 

How can you buy, sell the sky, warmth of the land 

Spit where you want, nigga don't give a damn 

Freshness of air, sparkle on the water 

Eagles are our brothers, and flowers are our daughters 

Thirst, desire dreams, pleasure sorrow 

Sacrifices in depth blue shade grove taro 

Where was it then it wasn't far though 

Attach your attention to now, no not tomorrow 

Air precious, same, same breath 

The beast, the trees, the spore, the man, the rest 

Rotten buffaloes on the prairie, no not the pain 

White chief from Washington shot from trains 

If all beasts were gone, life as one 

Man would die from a great longing to sing 

Cling to calls and fallen wings 

Up to me, I'd spring to spring and fling this bling