Lyrics:
The armed nightwatchman chased Trayvon Martin
A distance in excess of one hundred yards Til he finally cornered and caught him
O down, O down to the ground
ain't sponsored or doctored by suits up high
Yo I'm just a guy who's tryna get by
Found peace at the bottom of a page, I'm alright
When you're down for
out by the bonfire
Just some good ole boys having a dang good time
We crank it up, down here
We get loud, down here
Throwin' down, in the dirty dirty
I really don't get it
Man I'm confused, I really don't get it
We've been whipped in the streets
Mauled by dogs
Fire-hosed down
Bullshit laws
Shot by
still at the bottom, like down below
It's okay tho'
Let things flow
Even in dumping grounds some flowers grow
When I drink I don't fit in me,
I hit
fruit that you eating, yeah, it was picked by slaves, yeah
If you go far enough, uh, down the chain, yeah
Always comes back to only one place
Yeah I'm
feel me
I'm poor in affection that's a love poverty
Fell victim to crimes, that's four years I ain't see
Rest in Peace to George Floyd, It's always fuck
could be somebody, cause the world to change
Where we don't care about sex, we don't care bout your race
RIP George Floyd in our hearts you're engraved
a whole lot of lovin'
The livin' comes cheap
Down at the bottom of the barrel with me
Come on
Get down
Come on, get down to the barely-gettin'-by
TOP SHELF, ROCK BOTTOM
by Vince Herman/Ronnie Bowman/Mike Armistead
Got in a scuffle down in New Orleans
But I landed in a limousine
Hobo
just in the way, as the French would say
"De trop,"
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top.
You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad.
You're
just in the way, as the French would say
"De trop,"
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top.
You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad.
You're
Don't say "Rine," say "Rain"
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain!
By George, she's got it!
By George, she's got it!
Now, once again where
Want you to pop it like some Clicquot
Slide on it like ski slopes you thinking that you down for the ride
Do you want it in the bathroom
Yeah jacuzzi
the door
Feel like I'm George
But I'm Washed times four
All is fair
But you got no love
You just war
All this pain
Cus you such a lonely soul
We sitting in
King George
I'm washed in the water and mud on the tires
I'm Friday night lights and Sunday morning choir
I'm prayers up to heaven, roots down in
she drives
I cross my heart, is stuck on replay, and I ain't gonna lie
Looks like she's in love with George Strait, and I'm the other guy
I said, honey,
Slidin' along by the Seine, it's May Day, this song's in my head once again
It's a long way down to the bottom we've been racin'
Coughing my lungs
cash on the Porsche
On the low, you be livin' like George
Like, the money ain't real
12 at the top, 12 at the bottom
Get up out my grill, get a house in
just in the way, as the French would say
"De trop,"
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top.
You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad.
You're
just in the way, as the French would say
"De trop,"
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top.
You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad.
You're
just in the way, as the French would say
"De trop,"
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top.
You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad.
You're
just in the way, as the French would say
"De trop,"
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top.
You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad.
You're
it was Crumbs
They down in Africa on Vacation. adding crimes since
They can't hang us shit I was born Here in America I ain't seen it Great
Now
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