Lyrics:
this nigga run for 'bout a half a block
My fourth and inches when I
Touch down? He ain't gonna
Make it to see when the next Madden drop
Ya bitch said my
Everyone is scared to say the things
That I say on songs
It's just me alone so it's easy
To just say I'm wrong
Not many people come to my defense
wanna be with no one
But doing this many don't feel nice
I'm sick of playing games
I'm sick of waiting by
Other times we're cool
And half the times we're
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
And sing this sleighing song
Just bet a bob-tailed bay
Two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack, you'll take the lead
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
surrounded by paper chasers, money makers, and cappers
Two Benzes and Tom Ford, I spray, let me get this pay today
Used to rock J's, but now I'm Yve Saint
But don't you dare dine
Hear what your veggies say
Brother be kind
Making this song turn me back to a youngen
Then the themecomes on I always start
for us to survive
This song, it's not a woe is me
It's my childhood song
So, you would know it's me
This song, it's not a woe is me
It's my
Every stone a story, like a rosary
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Man In the Long Black Coat
Bob Dylan
Bill ain't a sucka
Part one tripped y'all out part two is a motherfucker
Gimme some bob and I'll start by killing me
I'm dead so pass the bob G
(ooh, you know you got going on)
Uncle Mike is in the house (this ain't a R&B song)
Bob Power is in the house (you got it going on)
Tim Latham is in
started me?
I'll bring it to your front door
Like you ordered me
Back in this bitch
But a lot more rich
On my Papa Bear shit
Need hot porridge
Got
And remember we bragged on how rich we would be
To get up out this hood was like a fantasy
And now you hear my songs the radio is bangin'
Oh, I can't
this is...
This is not another, ghetto song
Is this not another ghetto song?
This is not another ghetto song
Is this not another ghetto song?
Is this
And sing this sleighing song
Just get a Bob-Tailed Nag (jingle, jing, jing, jingle!)
Two-forty for his speed
Then hitch 'em to an open sleigh,
An'
I don't think I fit into his indie world
Guided By Voices and Velocity Girl
Eric's Trip and Rocket Ship, Rancid and Rocket from The Crypt
Bikini Kill
wrote this song at 4am
My gin soaked mind is focused then
The Rock Garden and the Cyclops they played
It could be almost yesterday
If I'd have choose
Sometimes I think about it
And my poor heart wants to die about it
Woooooo about the sweet sweet love I lost
And the way I got double crossed
By
like Jimi Hendrix, my hero, I realised, wait these songs of his
Some of them they're written by Bob Dylan
Maybe I should be listening to that guy more
It
These niggas clout chasin' just so they can go viral
I speak street Gospel, I don't really know the Bible
I call my nigga Tom Brady when he throw
The only way to find this dusty track
Is to let me be your guide
When the dusty track ends the homestead begins
With two enormous gum trees standing side by
and long
And I always felt that maybe our home was blessed
When daddy would say mama sing a song
Let see sister left home first I guess
And there was Bob
the maneuvers on the frozen lake
I'll give you a name that is fake
But I'm for real son, make no mistake
I am Ticking Tom
And I will not be ground down by you
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