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Mike Stud



His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by limitation
Between a man named Gold and man named Mud

Club filled Gold with greedy vapors
Till his long,
Paralyzed by hatred and a piss ugly soul
If he murdered his father, he thought he'd become whole
While listening at night to an old radio
Where they
life by letting yours unfurled

On and on it goes, sparks upon the wind
Like the July of 4th the crown of stars and a good time grin
On and on it flies
four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made

They voted club the days commander
Gave him an army
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three Kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
Innocence fuels my desire
Wheels of fire
Darkness falls my blood starts racing
My heart's beating like a drum
Beating out like a jungle rhythm
4 beats 2
the night that I saw,

Lips in the hills, lips in the hills
Lips, Lips, Lips Lips in the hills

I'm so lonely, stabbed by beating claws
I've been
one thing I want to say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What
watch the sun
Rise and fall
In twenty-four hours
I breathe

The art of bluff has always practiced on me
I have been fooled by the rock 'n roll dream
on a wild one, I got stitched 
Caught up in a fight 
I was dreaming, dreaming, oh I saw you last night 
(I got a) 4 by 8 on Riker's Yard 
8 to 15 I'm
and kutty bloody nutty leavin'em shocked yaw [x4]

I roll with, villians and vigilantys regimers and outlaws
Mob figures we don't hang with cowards without
I took a drive today
Time to emancipate
I guess it was the beatings made me wise
But I'm not about to give thanks, or apologize
I couldn't breathe,
Turn it up
I never want to go home
I only want to be part of your breakdown
She got caught by the four on the floor

It picked her up and she'll
Turn it up, I never wanna go home
I only wanna be part of your breakdown
She got caught by the four on the floor
It picked her up, and she'll
one thing I want to say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What
the door.
let me show you what I could be.
Could you just please tell me, will you believe in love 
and the promise that it gives?
I wanna love U 4 life,
One, two, three, four

Somewhere downtown a pretty girl kneels
Offers her soft lips and a handful of pills
Peels off her dress and then the rest
on as well
Blunts got my mind in the zone
The one that's rocking fresh Pelle Pelle's
True to the shine on his bone
Somebody beating up the block on fresh
Enmity gauged
United by fear
Tried to endure what I could not forgive
Yeah

[Repeat: x4]
Saw things

[Repeat: x2]
Clearer

Oh, once you were in
Turn it up I never wanna go home
I only wanna be part of your breakdown
She got caught by the four on the floor
I picked her up
And she'll never
Turn it up, I never wanna go home
I only wanna be part of your breakdown
She got caught by the four on the floor
It picked her up, and she'll
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu Sky
A Golden State Pipe
Conchita was mine
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu sky
A golden state pipe, Conchita was mine
Once again our songs will fall on deaf ears and if slamming makes you happy then crack my head open age four so young and yet he screams in pain