Lyrics:
how you do a Twitter jam without Mega Ran?
It's a simple plan, (he didn't forget you man)
Hey Mega Ran, remember when we hung out back at Scribble Jam?
She said to me, over the phone
She wanted to see other people
I thought, "well then, look around, they're everywhere"
Said that she was
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
VW
Microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction, and headed
On toward the city dump. Well, we got there and there was a big sign
don't you want to cry tonight?
A: Hey did he say you hung the moon?
And you made it shine in a sky he never knew
Well I've got news for you
I hung
that he can.
White cups and coffee, lord yea
Its all that he needs
And he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
Guitar
Truck driver
Well he's
Lord, flannel shirts and blue jeans
Truck stops are routine
Tonight he sleeps alone with a Cajun queen
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Red and blue lights reflecting off of my backside
Them homies who were riding they won't even let me inside
Oh man they gaining nothing in me says
at a see-saw sale
I don't need my hair, cause I breed so well
Hell is where I'm going cause my flowin' gets mean
Y'all know I'm not hung myself...Jeffrey Epstein
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
it's a tease that never would subside
The taste is strong but soured by my learned eyes
Well, if a woodchuck could chuck wood
He'd get down on his
eye
I'm looking handsome (On God)
This is my anthem
And while I worship
Man I might as well just throw my hands up
Why you sayin' grace is cheap
I
over to the island of Jersey, followed by a swift little airplane ride 3000 kilometres due...east of
ah...well no, no, got that wrong, due west
Imma 80s
Baby raised by them 90s man
Imma 80s baby raised by them 90s
Imma 80s baby raised by them 90s man
Imma 80s
Baby raised by them 90s
Imma 80s
fucking with you
Well I too took a beating from the boys in blue
And all cops watched like a Pay Per View
And unless you're referring to this incident
[originally performed by The Who]
[I. Her Man's Been Gone]
Her man's been gone
For nigh a year
He was due home yesterday
But he ain't here
Her
spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home, Dad, I don't know when
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good
spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home, Dad, I don't know when
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good
spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home, Dad, I don't know when
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good
spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home, Dad, I don't know when
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good
spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home, Dad, I don't know when
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good
spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home, Dad, I don't know when
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good
spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home, Dad, I don't know when
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good
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