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Knots (Mac McAnally) · Knots (Mac McAnally) · World Is Bound by Secret Knots (Noe Venable) · Forget Me Knots (Heathers) · Knots (Lisa Hannigan) · Mean What I Mean (AlunaGeorge) · Miami Heat: Can You Feel the Heat (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Canned Heat/Boogie with Canned Heat (Canned Heat) · Mean Love (Sinkane) · Mean Love (Sinkane) – and 90 other albums »


Alaskan girl was living in Stephenville, Texas
Yes, you guessed it, I moved here because I fell in love with a man
And I moved his ex-old lady's things
Alaskan girl was living in Stephenville, Texas
Yes, you guessed it, I moved here because I fell in love with a man
And I moved his ex-old lady's things
to the flo'
Just like carbon, cause I got the heat in my rhythm
Momma nay not, never bragging just to stay knot
Even when I was a younger lad I learned my
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by the highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car door
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by the highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car door
it to the flo'
Just like carbon, 'cause I got the heat in my rhythm
Momma nay not, never braggin just to stay knot
Even when I was a younger lad I
know I want to dig ya
Got 31 flavors, know what I mean?
And I want to take a dip in your ice cream

[Chorus]
Here I come, here I come here I come, here I
the pale moonlight
They were off to Cayo Hueso by the dawns early light
The gringo in the garden called the customs man
They answered all his questions,
by desire
In the heat of the night

I didn't mean to hurt your feelings
But our heaven had no ceiling
Now it seems we've lost our love, forever
I don't mean to make obscene
But even the mob, know what the hell I mean
The knot is tight, on my blindfold
I got my flesh full of blood, I hate
A thousand crazy high school kids screamin' in the stands
Quarterback and homeoming queen
Love too young to know what it means
She goes back in time, oh in
(That's how the east side gets down, word up!)

(4:30 in the morning, mira
You know what I mean, mira
Let's get this money sorted and counted,
tie knots
See I'm out to get the core like in them rainbow pops
Swingin life like a hammock, invested like stocks

Via sinus complex, I aims to clog
A thousand crazy high school kids screamin' in the stands
Quarterback and homeoming queen
Love too young to know what it means
She goes back in time, oh in
just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus]

(I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give)
[Chorus]
We just ride and get high, 'til the sun cracks the sky
Keep that heat by my side, that's how gangsters get by
Cause it's an eye for
just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus]

(I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give)
Well my momma met my daddy down in Alabama
They tied the knot so here I am
Born on the bayou on the Texas Line
Loved Louisiana and raised
platinum before the sessions over
Rap master with the Houston heat holder
These players best to get they shit in check
Cause when I get my hustle on ain't
alive
October 31st, 1985
Hard times, just got harder
Adolescent Ice Cube, the shit starter
A martyr, thanks to the father
for bein this mean
platinum before the sessions over
Rap master with the Houston heat holder
These players best to get they shit in check
Cause when I get my hustle on ain't
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I 
   [DMX]
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
the purpose of loving is the pounding it takes

[Chorus]

The ropes that have bound me leave no marks by their knots
And though they're your hair that
the purpose of loving is the pounding it takes

[Chorus]

The ropes that have bound me leave no marks by their knots
And though they're your hair that