Lyrics:
the record I'm a peddler
Of so many useful tools
Enough, you could never get of
Good hot, even better when it cools
We about to melt why'all nigga's
eyebrow just a little bit higher than the other
I used to think that I was cool
I used to think the world was for the taking
Going to a brand new
Chorus:
It's times like these,
The little things
Capture this moment in time
Everyone's asleep
They're dreaming deep
This music it drives me farther
Cool
In our town we have a State Attorney by the name of Janet Reno
She locks brothers up for not paying their child support
In your town you may have
so cool together
They see us out there, they be like, "Them two still together?"
No matter the weather, broken wings, you patch my feathers
views and getting thoughts off the mind
For three whole hours everything was cool
Around quarter to twelve they took the strangest twist
I'm looking in
with a face that I'll never forget
Deep in my heart I'll always regret
Not getting your name (4 times)
Well I tried to be cool but your smile took
peace Vursatyl
Hey what's up dude
Yo my name is Brian but my MC name is Catapult (oh word?)
Word my crew is called the Cannibals (ah cool)
Yeah we're 30
got a girl".That's all right
[Verse: MadChild]
What up ma, you want to hang with a rock star
Hop into my truck get stopped by a cop car (woop, woop)
a cause or political belief, it's something in my thinking
If you agree it's cool by me, at least I'm not a robot
I'm not afraid of things I read, I won't
Blowin O for be , I pack the seed I-3
28 is a fact in V-I-P
You can see how it be when we by (let's go)
Bottles of Dom, keep a model a arm (c'mon)
dollars and they made by Maury
My shit's ridiculous, got gold in my toilet stool
And bitches want to swear there's diamonds in my swimmin pool
"He's so
[I-20]
Yeah, adult Hip Hop 25 and older put your hands up
Rich Nice where you at baby? Whoo!
I go by the name Bobby Bronson
Yeah, this is Disturbing
to the one you love
Be nice to everybody
And you know they'll do the same to you
They'll be nice to you
Be open to love, don't get blinded by love
In the shady cool of our TV room
We watched the scary parts through our fingers
It was make believe, it made for the darkest dreams
When you're
I've been thinking about it lately,
Tired of being at home
Waiting as I watch
The world go by
Are you thinking about me too, boy
Or am I
You sure are cool, a European jewel
I dig you most
A letter came, it's not the same
The ink was blue
A relative stopped by to say he saw you, hey
He's got your name, he's got your number
The sun sets across the parking lot
Walking cool with your friends
Before the rent-a-cops even know you're
I've been looking through these eyes
Of black and white for far too long
And now these deepen colors seem so shocking
Bless the cool cold moon
When we met I knew then
There was something cool about you
Even though some pf my friends didn't notice you at all
You can me all along took
You sure are cool, a European jewel
I dig you most
A letter came, it's not the same
The ink was blue
A relative stopped by to say he saw you, hey
You sure are cool, a European jewel
I dig you most
A letter came, it's not the same
The ink was blue
A relative stopped by to say he saw you, hey
exhibitionists
The pathetic need to confess guys
The rebuild my ugly body girls
The way too mentally deranged to find a partner by myself morons
on
I've got a sleeping bag thrown in the back
Oh, just in case it comes to that
With any luck this might end
At a camp fire down by the river bend
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