I shot the wolf with a silver bullet
He didn't think that I would pull it
Tried to block the path I was headed
I'm tryin' to get back on my good foot
They scratching the back of the good book
Shit little nigga that's a good look
Black hooded
40 acres of land developed, 40 acres wooded
So much wrong we don't know where to put it
Follow the rainbow, a pot to cook with
I'll call Paul to Bank it
40 tails up at the banquet
Plus he had Snow White's blanket
All they talk was body language
Don't prison the pauper
They both got vanquished
T-t-t-time to die, we causin' damage

Speedway Sonora
It's just somewhere to fly
It's just a sky like
Armies race
Somewhere way up high
On the sight lines
The concrete
All the ways (Speedway)
Everyday
Everyday

Ay yo
I paved the path many warriors walk on
Black hawk and my plague is stomped on
Lightning bolt strikes the horizon
Deep in the woods spent time with the wise men
Slightly on site and my chi energy, it keeps on risin'

Bob the Huntsman, sip tiger bone (hahaha)
Bob the Huntsman, sip tiger bone
Bob the Huntsman, sip tiger bone (hahaha)

Speedway Sonora
It's just somewhere to fly
It's just a sky like
Armies race
Somewhere way up high
On the sight lines
The concrete
All the way
We say it's alright
I wonder where you hide
Across the sky
No boundaries babe
It's just a read you lie
Summer's wide eyed
Bomb bombardier
All the way
Everyday

Speedway Sonora
It's just somewhere to fly
Across the sky like
Found dream state
I wonder where you hide
It's always bright light
Surrounding

All the way
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway

Speedway Sonora
It's just somewhere to fly
It's just a sky like
Armies race
Somewhere way up high
There's always bright lights shining
On me

Speedway
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway
Speedway

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Writer(s): PAUL JULIAN BANKS, ROBERT F. DIGGS