Lyrics:
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
a friend
Now I lost a love I’m the only one in my defense
I been cast aside and I been struck
You weren’t by my side when I got stuck
No ride or dies when I
shoes
They got a lot of good music in Memphis
That's why she's the home of the blues
Ride the Eagle get on board
Ride the Eagle all night long
Next stop
sneakers
Sneak diss
Call ya name out you a skeezer
Imma crash his jets
Buddy Holly Weezer
Who's on third
Don't matter make em run home
What's position is
what ya saying
Bring a couple buddies wit ya, girl we ain't playin
Baby must miss read me, cause she miss lead me
Has some niggas come by later
only right that I share my experiences with y'all
'Cause I've been places you'll never imagine (that's right)
But I'ma start it at home
When I see
just begun
Don't you know two hearts, two hearts are better than one?
Honey, we don't have to face this all by our lonesome
All tied up by heartache,
my man wit' the spins
But last man guy i hit
Got slapped by the dots (Where they at?)
They always ask why i'm so violent?
I grew up on a violent block
to the opps
I slapped my man wit' the spins
But last man guy i hit
Got slapped by the dots (Where they at?)
They always ask why i'm so violent?
I grew up
entourage, I came with the guys
Bro frеsh home, bought a skeng again (Big thing)
Had to saw the ting, it had thе length again
Done man, get away, intelligent
there and tried to sing
Blues changes like Buddy Miles or something
But it just didn't work 'cause
She was singing, "Get yourself together
You are where
guy, cool cat, look real hard
I know if i play my cards, we can
Make it
Your daddy said "have her home by 8"
7:59 We were at your gate
Nice guys, they
away from your childhood home
Nobody cared to trace the tracks you laid
You traveled by night and you traveled alone
Came to rest at a penny arcade
Walk around the city by my lonesome
All that what I see is where the flow from
There's a million faces in the place to be
Get it where I fit in
only right that I share my experiences with y'all
'Cause I've been places you'll never imagine (that's right)
But I'ma start it at home
When I see
Scully and angel on the kitchen floor
And I'm calling Buddy on the Ouija board
I've been thinking 'bout catching a train
Leave my phone machine by
Scully and angel on the kitchen floor
And I'm calling Buddy on the Ouija board
I've been thinking 'bout catching a train
Leave my phone machine by
calling Buddy on the Ouija board
I've been thinking 'bout catching a train
Leave my phone machine by the radar range
"Hello it's me, I'm not at home
If
One more song before I head home
With some good old blues guitar
Buddy Guy's ole strat is crying
Outside it's raining hard
Heavy heavy
To heavy for me
Everybody knows you came with him
But another girl caught his eye (I'll take you home)
Now you're sitting there all alone
Watching them dance by
taking shots at you
"Cause you're an animal, oh
Here we go, Alabama's own buddy
Chroming eh? And I'm in the zone now
Everybody, bringing 'em home baby
far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe
There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
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