Lyrics:
Charley was a grifter with a deuce of quick hands
Charley was a barker with words pouring like juice
Charley could be found in the still of the night
Charley was there
Charley,Charley Charley blues
an in the other day Charlie went to a store and buy a weapon
Charley want to kill a man that is
events missed
Hands out for time spent really must have complicated shit
Prides a whole bitch not a half or a quarter
I wish they new your take on this
you hear me yell
Your baby boy's gone back to hell
Mathilde's come back to me
Charley, champagne right away
I know you've been saving it for
you hear me yell
Your baby boy's gone back to hell
Mathilde's come back to me
Charley, champagne right away
I know you've been saving it for
to snap when I scrap
But I can't abide
Call him "Trash" 'cause a battle
Means throwin' away his life
All that Saiyan pride gone, got you locked
In a cage
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
Dapped him up, hand got cut
Homie got cat claws
Left in awe from his paws
Ain’t no need to lie
Carolina style slaw with the Frito pie
Shame is pride’s
by greed
Everyone wants to lead
Don't even know
Is this what we need
Others complain
With nothing to eat
And yet they screaming on top of their voice
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
you got me But i feel It's kind of strange
I don't see you by side
Don't want to let you in or open up got too much pride (Got too much pride)
She
team
Yours
I lost my pride
Alright
I pray to god
Without having to die
Get on the bus
Fix that tie son
Talking suicide
Mmhmm how fucking rad
Talking
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
Nicko: But that's diff... look...
Steve: I bollocked...I was shouting at ya, "look, my gear's gone down".
Nicko: It's me that fucked-up.
Steve:
by me,
Lord I’ve got to keep it moving.
Some people feel like hip hop died,
With it’s pride, skateboards, and skinny jeans,
When DJs stop spinning
there by the name of William Brown.
I served my master faithfully for seven long years or more
Till I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen belonging to Tramore.
darlin'
You never even call me by my name.
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charley Pride
And you don't have to call
M1y entertainment
Nana na nana na
M'dubb
Nana na
Nana na
In the streets they call me charley
Nana na
Its mante on the track
Nana
Yo
I'ont need none
the tally
We in the shadow of death and the valley
Head hunting on the other side
They still fronting on us
They feel fear
Don't be fooled by their pride
There's Kenny Rogers and Charley Pride
Mel Tillis, Moe Bandy
Mickey Gilly, Boxcar Willie
Porter Wagoner, Johnny Russell
Eatin' up the freeway
Bill
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