Lyrics:
I'm Pedro the fisherman
I fish by night and day
Unfortunately i live in Bristol far far away
And there ain't no fish to be caught
No fish to be
LOOK AT ALL THE PEACEFUL FISH
SOME OF THEM WILL SWIM UP STREAM
MIKE WOULD LIKE TO GO WITH THEM
(IF YOU WERE A FISH YOU NEVER WOULD CRY.
ALL OF YOUR PAIN
get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin' on that ass like the fuckin' Fall Guy
I don't
You got a lot to learn about livin'
It's a different world down here
Our biggest problem's decidin' what fish
We're fryin'
Does it go with tequila
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Sat here by this stony brook until the grey day turned to dust
When up swam a fish with a children's book thought that I was lost.
He was on his way
I want to go see my friends if they exist
Watch time marching on
The Lord of song
Whom I've dearly missed
Look to the sky
Watch me fly by
Sing
Down by the sea
My story's been heard
By far too many people
And I can't go back to handing out the footnotes
To everyone that shows no sign
I already cried when she let me know
I already died
That was long ago
Baby, pay no mind
You can let me go
I'm out of my mind, and I hope you know
I
an animal with long funny ears
Kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny but his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by
can't stop jumping
As time flies by, it's a quarter to three
The cub let out, yeah we hit the streets
You got people doing thing i aint never seen
We shut
the way you act
You need to fix yourself, hurry up and go fix yourself
Can't do nothing, won't nothin' now
Everything's gonna pass you by
Better
folks, except ta go downtown and watch haircuts
So I was raised on Dust Bowl tunes, you see
Had a six-tube radio an' no TV
It was so dog-goned hot I had
of timber, of flint and of stone
So near and yet so far away
Were she to go there she'd not do it walking
And yet she would try just the same
Sing me that
Niggas don't even see the cohesion
I don't fall even in Scorpio season
I don't be with niggas and that's not for no reason
Where I go it's girls there
in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya and a craw fish pie and filé gumbo
'Cause tonight
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we?ll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya, a-craw fish pie and-a filé gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm
Down by the bay
Where the watermelons grow
Back to my home
Is where I'll go
And when I do
Somebody may say
Have you ever seen a fish
Making a wish
Jonah was a prophet
he had a job to do
go to Niniva and teach
but Jonah said teach who
he didn't wanna go
instead he ran the other way
Jonah jumped
our life, nigga (drop his ass)
I just had a son, I just had a cub (my baby)
What's even better is he by somebody that I love (my baby)
My real
walking om my thin ice
So you gon swim with fish
Stop thinking that you have a choice
bitch I insist
Thanos cause if I snap
You're dying by my fist
I'm
Doc
And his strange op
Not that bad
For tigers and cubs
Poor, the burned crocs
Bore the new blocks
Built by corrupted fucks
Like Peta
Extremists hidden
show you how
Lemme show you how!
This is that Porsche GT shit
That Baltimore G shit
That body-bag, dope-fiend dead off O-D shit
Fish scale
me in a coma
I nut on that fish on my sofa
458 California 'Rari
I got that old money, call it Atari
Let's go off the dome, I chop by the dome
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