Lyrics:
forever
We were forged by some holy fire
Far away eyes
Filled with sadness and joy
Contradiction, benediction, Alabama boy
There's a raft on the river
Prepara o ciga' e me siga
Só na kill solo, sou sigma
Pussy morre de ligma
Ser minha shawty é um enigma
Vê na minha aura maligna
Katana relação intima
à noite quе ’cê vai levar
Fiz um plano maligno só pra te matar
Encontro é às oito de hora marcada
Essa hora sozinha vê TV na sala
Não pisca o olho vendo
Aconteceu lá pras bandas do Alabama
Eu estava na encruzilhada
Atrás de fortuna e fama
Quando senti um forte cheiro no ar
E um fumacê danado que
say home is where you hang your hat
But it's hard when you a music man
Gotta give my heart and soul every night to another fan
From Alabama out
to the South what about Florida and Alabama
Mississippi, Louisiana, St. Louis - "Country Grammar"
Tennessee and Texas, Billy Boys rollin Phantoms
Oklahoma,
on
The big screen then hit every trap and traveled on
Past, present to Texas to Alabama strong
(I'm tha King)
Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes
From
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
berço esplêndido agora é lânguido
Vim c'um flow anti-chibata, chame João Cândido
Solidez, a base do meu castelo eu fortifico
Que seja abrigo e dure
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh (M Cam-J, you got another one)
Ha, ha, hey, hey
Leave Mississippi, go to Florida, Alabama, Georgia
Mandela
Aguenta firme, o apartheid vai acabar quando você sair da cela
Mostraria pra Galileu um vídeo do homem na Lua
E diria Isso tudo começou de uma
know the code
Swag different you can tell by the clothes
Jag different you can tell by the nose
Solar system on the roof of the Rolls
Fine china custom
Going back to Alabama
Now that I've learned the thing too
Life with me ain't been so easy
But I've got some living yet to do.
'Cause a man who walks
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
From old Montana down to Alabama I've been before and I'll travel again
You trifling women can't keep a good man down
You dealt the cards but you
rides
Just a little lake across the Alabama line"
But I was king of the ocean
When Daddy let me drive
Just an old half ton, short bed Ford
My uncle
(Hey, how 'bout ya, Alabama? Roll on!)
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll
From old Montana down to Alabama I've been before and I'll travel again
You trifling women can't keep a good man down
You dealt the cards but you
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
I left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked
rides"
Just a little lake 'cross the Alabama line
But I was king of the ocean
When daddy let me drive
Just an old half ton, short bed Ford
My uncle
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
hard to beat
As the stranger knew then the toughest two by far were where he sat
Was a pot belly fellow from south Alabama and a dude in a black felt
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