Lyrics:
Five hundred of them poor slaves,
Me boys, from their native land we bore.
We marched them up upon a plank and stowed them down below,
Scarce eighteen
playing
Acoustic and waning
Each note a shooting star amongst a galaxy of hearts
And inside the cabin
The leaves kept on dragging
The life away from what I
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun
and shattered pride
The door slams shut, I start to run
And it seems my journey has begun...
I run and turn from side to side
With fear and panic in my eyes
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
acoustic guitar
DAVE BROWN: electric guitar
ERIC RIEBLING: bass
RAY DEFADE: drums
JOHN BURGH: hammond b3, piano
Adidas
We fire, y'all retire
All ugly people, please be quiet
Hov ain't get a beat from me in a minute
He heard "Just to Get By" and I was re-hired
I got
One aye one aye
One, two, three, four
It's motion at the back door
I hope it ain't grim reaper
I guess you reap what you sow
Where do you go on your
Rough on the floor, straight from the door
There's nothin phoney when the one is only kickin the verse, yo
Ask anybody familiar with my particular brand
?
Why can't time just pass me by
Hope you can hear my cry up in heaven, oh my
Accomplishments go down the drain when I see the powder rain
Made me forget
and small talk
Same as our day off
From clock in to clock out
Broke from spending all our time trying to get away
It's getting close to 3am
If I'm
you'll never be able to stomach the truth
Now when the door swings loose
Go from biding my time, to you, buying some time
Right before the claws get
girl know my mom know
Stay away from twelve like them niggas got mono
Pray for Steve Pool I’m a real west coast guy
Tried to battle rap with a cat he was
you, he need his Rogaine razor blade
Dancin' down ya center this the Soul Train
I'm from where you had to pick a
Side and then defend ya block
Where
crisis
And heard the name, Forgotten
When we've had our hopes up and our hearts open
Only to be brought down by closed doors
And we've heard, Rejected
When
it's all in my mind
Is this a dream or just how I'm designed
I gotta get away from the demon inside
Somebody help me
There's a demon inside
I can't tell
being dumb tonight
Ain't seen sun tonight (Sun is out, breh)
Sleeping by myself tonight (Wet pillow, bro)
Wanna go run tonight (Wanna run, bruh)
Kids
he heard a groan from next door,
room eighteen. The Mexican kid lived there, the Priest had passed him on
the stairs and saw the kid was hooked, but he
me the shit i won't be
they jus know im im one step away from what im gon see
HOOK REPEATS
VERSE THREE:
And i got lots to be grateful fo' even
first game and Im feelin all explosive
Call me Mr propane Boom
I let it go but this aint frozen
Chosen by the Og to kick the fucking doors in
They better
Listen to the tale I tell
a haunting dream I know so well
When walking home alone one night
my path revealed by candlelight
Ahead I see an open door
like a long time to come
How could I be so blind, baby
Not to see you were the one
I let ya slip on from me baby
I let ya walk on by,
Shoulda
friends
I’ll just bring around 3 of my friends
But not no MC friends
I’ll bring around a couple unknown
Guys from my ends
You hold mic, they hold leng
a Winnie-the-Pooh scarf as of yet
But I'm getting one so stay away from me
I'll spray three-eighths and I'm
Not even crazy not even lately
Feel so calm so you can't
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