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Tribute to a Eamon (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Rock Rolls On (Michael Bruce) · Rock 'N Rolls Greatest Teen Idols [DVD] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Rock 'N' Rolls for Me (The El Dorados) · I've Got the Rock'n'Rolls Again (Joe Perry) · Rock 'N Rolls Greatest Hits 70s (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Rock 'N Rolls Hits, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · We Haven't Just Been Told, We've Been Loved (Half-Handed Cloud) · We Haven't Just Been Told, We've Been Loved (Half-Handed Cloud) · Zez Confrey: Piano Rolls and Scores (Artis Wodehouse) – and 90 other albums »


fast
I said days roll by I watch them pass

Yeah you want to roll with Rock
And party with the crews that just don't stop uh huh

Rolllin'
You got me
Danny, he's a medicin man
And me, I'm just the singer
In a long haired rock'n'roll band

Through the years and miles between us
It's been a long
lawyer
Danny, he's a medicine man
And me, I'm just the singer
In a long haired Rock'n'roll band

Through the years and miles between us
It's been
I've been on the truck for 51 years.
My only friend is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by,
But it's always rocks and beer
To roll a fat joint and smoke that weed
But the tale goes on and years went by
Another drug came and the boy got high
Ever since that day, he just wasn't
leave me again 
To make sure, put on this 3-foot fucking rope." 

Present day, I've been on the truck for 51 years 
My only friend is the AM radio
Rock on
Roc-A-Fella why'all

[Chorus]
Presidents to represent me
I'm out for Presidents to represent me [Repeat: x2]
I'm out for Dead
comes moms won't get up?
Is it because that lit been did up
By too much cut up in stuff that shit can't even set up
Fed up by my own clothes cause she
Jakes beware of black rap millionaires
Rock Airs, leather goose, bears blowing this year
1-800-GAMBINO niggas, yeah

Wu roll together as one, I call my
And they swear they got niggaz asking for relief
They've been handin' down indictments for about a year
And they send nobody to jail yet, we still in
and Mike
Driving down Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for strangling my boy Jason
Should be taking my
see me flyin' in the Bentley cockpit
Lox and B-I, hold our cliqa down for years
Gang not, but we been had our black tears
Niggas under the stairs
and and cop that rock then roll
So turn it up loud and turn it up now
Turn it up loud, turn it up now

Welcome to my hood where the rainbows is in
the nigga stuck down the raw
Bust friends, back in the prison, foundin' rock to the troup
Here I smoke and tryin' to hide it but was played by the rule
Enter Gentlemen, take your seats
You have been brought here for a task
Only universal soldiers are brought for (yeah)
Let's begin

Thee Elite
see me flyin' in the Bentley cockpit
Lox and B-I, hold our cliqa down for years
Gang not, but we been had our black tears
Niggas under the stairs
extended yours in war
Cool fuck it, why y'all snakey mother fuckers
Gonna learn how this nigga rock quiet storm niggas
Leave you shot for dead, nigga I'll
fly money having nigga's data floats
When I splatta moats
If you think you got fatter troupes I got battle groups
Who've been down by parachutes
Send yo
They got the money and we get the blade!
And then things get out of control...
Just back off! Some heads going to roll!
My soul is on fire! I'm
to eat, to breathe, to live
And they swear they got niggas that's informing them
They've been handin' down indictments for about a year
And they aint
Jakes beware of black rap millionaires
Rock Airs, leather goose, bears blowing this year
1-800-GAMBINO niggas, yeah

Wu roll together as one, I call my
rolls a gold Cherokee nothin' like a Seville
And when you look up inside you see a nigga that's real
So if you see me cruisin' by keep your hands
eyeballs roll
Back in my head and the mic glows red
Step in my face and you'll wind up dead
Yo, thanks, I needed that
I was posessed by this treacherous
this here gat and shoot ya in the eye) 
Who ya fucking with governor E? 
Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree 
(Then swing ya by ya foot)
Rock on
Roc-A-Fella why'all

[Chorus]
Presidents to represent me
I'm out for Presidents to represent me
I'm out for Presidents to represent me