Lyrics:
on that prize
Gonna see that girl who loves a horse, and tell her all sweet lies
I'm a Red Bull and Marlboros, seven days a week
And I'm gas station
The Warby Ranges back in the day had two kinds of folks locals and strays
Red was unchained forgiven of sin Ellen Irish and rode like a Quinn
Babies
an old bay horse
That I ride
The years go by but I swear he ages like a bottle of wine
I climb up
And away we fly
Puts my mind at ease every time
When
With such uncommon grace
I might’ve been decieved
***
Oh, the tracks are traced
By a bloodhound’s nose
With our horses race
While they tire and slow
and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in
I don't give a fuck it's like a horse with a broken leg
An old crusty ass broken down piece of shit
What's next?
Next time I see ya
I pull out my
lights) If you've done nothing wrong
Blue lights should just pass you by (maybe even fairy lights)
Gun crime into your right ear
Drugs and violence
savage that curse queens
I'm somethin' from his worst dreams
First we handlin' first things, I'm subsurface unseen
Grat'll hold planet by purse strings
I ride the beat like a horse
To see if they can beat me and of course
They can't and they tryna hide the truth
That I always get the gold
And they
bells, loud and deep
God is not dead, nor does he sleep
The wrong shall fail, and the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men
Ya know, I like
still texting me
I feel like a chef with this recipe, nigga play wit me wrong he gon rest in peace
I just be sonning these niggas with bars, they really
in Taiwan
The automatic pilot he's done something wrong
If your ice cream tastes like tooth paste
And a milk horse wins the race
Computer's lost
My whole life i have seen this shit
I was too young to understand it
Enough time now has passed me by
At the wrong place you won't learn to fly
It's
Beware of horses
I mean a horse is a horse of course, but who rides is important
Sitting high with a uniform, barking orders, demanding order
live through the red-hot heat that stars are?
(I think I interpreted that too literally, by far.)
Why can't he just go jump off a bridge?
(If he's
you're makin' six packs
There's some got our hope out of control
Of my soul pass the Ol' Gold
Behold the pale horse Supreme Court
Sweatin' niggas
Believe! (swerve)
Yeah, it's prime time, my top back, this pimp game hoe
I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James hoe
I'm bill droppin', Ms. Pacman
need be)
because I seek only you,
you and only you.
Once I saw the setting sun facing the red, red moon 'cross the big, big sky
made small by them
As I rode into Tombstone on my horse, his name was Mack
I saw what I'll relate to you, going on behind my back
It seems the folks were up-in-arms,
Summer rain blues tides at the beach
Pretty skies red just like a peach
Figure 8s on the frozen ice
Blowing breeze at the horses feet
I got eyes
shall live again
Well this train is like an endless parade
That passes by each and every home in each and every town
And the women and the children
Welcome to the halls of the lost
Where gods come and go
The inbred offspring or the elder ones
Mortal life their fleshy show
A winged horse drenched
Flames!!!
Ahhhhh!!!
Their steel shines red with enemy blood
It sings of victory granted by the gods
And as they return
Bleeding but proud
The horizon burns
Police lady lyrics and music by Doug Warriner- accordian by Dan Holmes!
Chorus:
Hey Ms Police lady I been thinkin baby
How did everything go so
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