Lyrics:
is about thirty
Think the business is the hallways, I've been up for four days
On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way
If I get
Fly-By-The-Seat-Of-His-Pants parasail
Fall, hit the trampoline, bounce and grab a pair of stilts
And I ain't wearin' zilch, zip, zero, nothing, no, nada
Like your father
days are over, dog days are over
And the storm I was I stranded in long since passed me
I'm locked in and focused, all drive and motive
Said I'm locked
probably ruined
All because of me
Wait!
My life has just begun
The years are flying by
I haven't had my fun
Please give me some more time
My life has just
some dust,
And hack up a boulder
(hack!)
Hack up a boulder
(hack! hack!)
Hack up a boulder
(hack! hack! hack!)
Hack up a boulder
Now, one day
this side
Yo it's definitely a party goin on, youknowmsayin
BCC, everyday all day
[Rock] Now when you come through the door, what do you see?
[Tek]
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
Even though it was long ago
I'm still caught up in the undertoe
And the waves come crashing over me
Cause I'm caught up in who I couldn't be
Cause
was a dark dream, darlin', it's over
The firebreather is beneath the clover
Beneath his breathing there is cold clay, forever
A toothless hound-dog
of blood
Panic takes over
All blackened by bombs
Warfield is home
Floods of blood
Flying dogs
Have no compassion
Flying dogs
Complete destruction
Flying
Lord we need your intervention in this country. The present situation right now is bloody This are the children we call leaders of tomorrow
hoping
friends
I'm over here wit my dogs
Why must I chase the cat
It's in me baby that's all
How you are perfect
Once you learn embrace all ya flaws
Knowing ya
you know how talkin'
On a Sprint feel 40 bang on him
I give him that Shawn Kemp feel
How the dog house in ya backyard got a
Backyard and you strugglin'
to be strong
Cause we are one, no more, than one human race
We come in different varieties but we are one human race
Destroying our planet just by
unless you move forward wit it
Find yourself something man you'll never get bored wit it
Dreams are obtainable just got to be reborn wit it
Jumping over
to fall
I feel the end is coming fast
Somethings are just too bad to last
And I'm sicker than a dog I can't get over you
No matter what I've done, no
And the towels are oh so fluffy
Where the Shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
And anyone on the street will gladly shave your back for
manic
Count a bulk by the cabbage, I'm Macho Man Randy Savage
It's Gucci!
That's my nigga, that's my bro, yeah that's my dog
If niggas wanna get it
I don't need to paint
I painted over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones and light ones
I've done haystacks and rich old ladies by
are you sure you're not tired
Cus youve been running through my mind all day
Baby I'm lost will you show me way to your heart will you
Hello
You so
that don't, dog
Because people don't realize that the doctors are the good guys
But they answer to the ones with the supply
So, you have a choice
clutter inside
I can no longer keep
This old dog has seen better days
This old dog won’t change his ways
Winters are long
In this forsaken town
It’s hard
visit's because it would become
The topic of my day and by the
Time we spoke later that day
The argument was so amplified in my head
That I couldn’t wait
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
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