Lyrics:
Dressed in red, you're scooping litter from the cats
I thought we had someone for that
But by the looks of things you fired the maid again
Yeah I
Can I be the sunlight in your eyes
When you need shelter from the rain
Can I be your wings in perfect skies
So we can fly fly
Can I be the sunlight
Can I be the sunlight in your eyes
When you need shelter from the rain
Can I be your wings in perfect skies
So we can fly fly
Can I be the sunlight
Sittin' here countin' the cars going by
In a hour must a been one or two
The sheets are flappin' on momma's clothes line
Its an old front porch
and apron, over a flame bakin'
Niggaz take it for granted until they layin' dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all better duck
as a button, but don't got fake boobs
Yes, I have a tractor, you don't like to fly
Took her on a trip to Texas, treat it like Dubai
I'm in Colorado Springs
Gon' turn to a four
Don't trap on the block if you don't belong
Straps in my jeans but
I ain't talkin' Girbauds
Box of cocaine on a tractor trailer
of the fish in a cold boxer
Tractor trailers, old drug dealers
Got me feeling like Gotti the way they bug the ceilings
One rogue came in to box my appearance
the fish into cold boxes
Tractor trailers, old drug dealers
Got me feeling like Gotti the way they bug the ceilings
One rogue came in to box my appearance
of the fish in a cold boxers
Tractor trailers, old drug dealers
Got me feeling like Gotti the way they bug the ceilings
One rogue it came in to box my
on the real Ima tell em' how I feel
Rapping too nasty Nam fitna' pass me
Run it like an athlete This right here a track meet
No wait I'm on a tractor beam
Betcha can't fuck my cowgirl, she loved fucking her cowboy
I can say anything just because, and by the way, she's a very interesting one
Betcha can't
You could love again if you walk my way, like them good old days
We can roll in mud by the haystack, riding horses till we make it back
Those
Well I live all alone in Chickasaw County
Way out on 109
Where the run-down barns and rusty tractors
Are covered in Kudzu vines
For eighty-five
to the farm
We drove by tractor there
The yellow straw replaced our hair
We laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth
In my brain I rearrange
Saw a story on the local news last night
About one more struggling single mother
She was talking about how hard it is getting by
With no help, no
Saw a story on the local news last night
About one more struggling single mother
She was talking about how hard it is getting by
With no help, no
to
Oh my God, I know I can trust You
Cause You’re my fortress when I need shelter
You’re my refuge when all’s at war
You protect me, You sustain me
Oh my
deception
Want not, you reap what you sown
Confounding violence for shelter
Its meaning is lost on you
Vanished intentions consumed by your greed
How far has
our useful role
Making money for the man
And doing what we're told
I've got news for you
We can't eat GDP
Tell me why our food and
Shelter can't be
shelter
A little too late
For me to stick around
For the record I resurrected the vision but it couldn't breath and all died off anyway
Forward thinking
salary
To live my life instead of thinking about my salary
I look for a shelter in the music within me
Instead of thinking about my salary
I look for
come, my shelter's done
If you need me
Just wake me up from this dream
The storm may come
Storm may come, my shelter's done
Are we gonna wait forever for
You’re hiding in the carousel
Spinning around inside my head
You shelter me from my disease
Shelter me from the howling storm
It only took seven
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