Lyrics:
The day Grandaddy died, she was there by his side
And she held to his hand, till the end
And just before his final breath, the one that took him
Fifteen thousand times a day,
I hear a voice within me say,
"Hide yourself behind a screen,
You shouldn't be heard, you shouldn't be seen,
You're
on a trees
A date that's not history
I'll be so glad when I have ?
All by myself, I get so lonesome
And I hope and pray for the day when I'll be sweet
A JAILBIRD,
FREEDOM RING, SING
IN DAYS OF OLD
SOME HEAVY SHIT
WHITE DEVILS SAID
WE HEAVEN SENT
WE LET THEM IN
THEN HEAVEN WEPT
IN DAYS OF OLD
WE SEE, WE
murder she wrote
if doc come out its 30 impalas on a boat
nigga, we do this everyday,llamas under the thermal,
waitin by your stairs like Mary J
Beat
but peacefully cause we think that peace is only got
by peaceful methods and that to fight the establishment
with their own weapons is no good,
because
night, talking all day long
And I like when you snap pictures on my phone, yeah
You can always ask, I'll answer
Reminiscing 'bout the time we met by
Snot
Now you got some
Get some! Just got
Blasted by the jizzum
And I'm still rollin' phat
Even in the Geo Prizm
Yo Jim, you know
What time it is, quick
a player by design
But on the day we met I threw away the fear and all the lies
All the pain and all the pride cause you're the one that's by my side
And we
And every day he runs by screaming
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so
I've got a brand new lover name is Short Fat Fannie
One day while I was visit'n at HeartBreak Hotel
Thats where I met Fannie and she sure looked
Beans and potatoes and Guinness and beef
Celebrate the day till we all fall asleep
Have another sip dear take a little bite
Get up and dance it's
hotter than June
Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break,
hotter than June
Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break,
basement with them we
Obviously needed a lead singer and one
Day Zac met Hayley we asked
Her to come try out and
Eventually to join the band
Months down
to focus on him
They only have one son, we call him tiny Jim
Just one problem, I've only seen him outside twice
So a gift is gonna be hard, I wanna be nice
I
rug in dit ding met een lach en een traan
Yeah, je hebt geen idee
Follow my lead, neem even je mee
Laat je zien wat ik zie je en dat day by day
Kom
Singing, "Here we are!"
We're filling up days on a dime
That faraway shore's
Looking not too far
We're following every star-
There's not enough time!
to having violent psychotic
Quick devour polish it, politics
By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
I like writin'
But I will stick this pencil
blowing her nose
The theme song will not be
Written by Jim Webb
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell
Tom Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdinck
the philosophy of "Locky"; we are genius
My mama never cared much for my taste
That's OK; I make my own way these days
I know, I'm yet to come up off
sure but im held back
By the memories of what we had
I'm not able to reconnect
Feared this moment since the day we met
This Im sure but im held back
By
Buss it down, ya ya,
Buss it down (big dawg)
Gusha by the ounce
Break it down, you hear the sound (sheesh)
We taking double shots
Bitches taking
I remember how we met, I came up to you like bet
Just me, myself, ain't no set, coming straight at your neck
Like what's up, what's your name, I kept
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