Lyrics:
And many children lose their way
By leaders of confusion
And leave them with the price to pay
Of hastened evolution
But those good good old days
In those
Torturing rats with a hack-saw
And pulling the wings off of flies
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but
couldn't drive a wagon if you hitched it to a star,
but I'll drive you crazy,
make you wonder who you are,
drive nails in your coffin,
but I don't often let
By then they were surrounded,
by dawn they all were dead
I heard this from
the old Trans Am,
up the road ahead
That cowboy just
the chuck wagon and we'll ride away
If I were a win some and pale senorita
And I a bull fighter down in the sand
While the band kept on playing that Old Paso
for me to tuck it (yeah)
G-Wagon or the Lamb' truck, copped both, I said, "Fuck it" (yeah)
Shootin' shots, my shit wetty, if the bitch ready, we
Saturday morning, take the train for a ride
The sun is up, I got my homies by my side
Rollin' down the street with my sixteen speakers
just feeling good
I'm going with my guts so baby knock on wood
If this don't work I've only got myself to blame
I Ain't into looking back
I Ain't
shoot first - Han Solo
Obi Wan Shinobi with the Force of the Wu-Tang
I'm tryin' pull up in the Porsche or the Mulsanne
I'ma need a fortune by Tuesday
I'm
Am I pull in the streets with the wagon
Wagwam tell me what's good
If you toach my brother then by guns be by guns
Cheffing
They turn to kentoky food
to play
A week went by and the local folk soon began to question
Who put those Eagles stickers on that abandoned Edsel wagon
And what about those
to die
How we stayed late at night
The four of us tired
We're cracking up cause we had to get by
I wish I could know that the good old days
Are right now
around
What's a guy gotta do to get a girl in this town
Well ask anybody I'm a pretty good guy
And the looks decent wagon didn't pass me by
There
(?) like we don't move
See Gutter, be home soon
See Gutter, he'll be home soon
What's good? Talk the money, what's good?
Haters frontin', what's
of the paddy wagon, Jonny got arrested It's a far cry from old Lil' Jon the Baptist
Started skipping school cause I ain't really with the message
Mama good with
turn your heart into a bumticker, don't run, you're way too unfit, stick 'em up, or watch your blood drip, put the whiskey in the wagon! It's Mr. Majik
live serene. Dat Aquafina! Put me ta sleeeeeep
I don’t believe her ... I don’t believe. Dat curl / girl so diva ... word play eliiiite.
(Verse 1)
(Hey)
Catch us in and out, we movin' tact', these niggas don't stand on business (brrt)
Ready for war right now 'bout the 'Crete
I ain't playin'
Time goes by
Everything else keeps changing
You and I
We get continued next week
Most friends fade
Or they don't make the grade
New ones are
Time goes by
Everything else keeps changing
You and I
We get continued next week
Most friends fade
Or they don't make the grade
New ones are
to hurt before
They don't hurt 'em anymore
'Cause they know there's something good in store
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good
Time goes by
Everything else keeps changing
You and I
We get continued next week
Most friends fade
Or they don't make the grade
New ones are
bigger than Billy Bob's bar and lips that are sweeter than wine
I don't mind sayin' I'm off of the wagon 'cause I can't get enough, of her loveshine.
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not surprised
"Good for the gander" said the old folks but they lied
You'd a' thought that we'd know better by now
Now they circle up the wagons
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