Lyrics:
The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widowed writer, torn apart by chains of Hell
One last perfect verse
Yet still the same old song
Oh
The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widowed writer, torn apart by chains of Hell
One last perfect verse
Yet still the same old song
Oh
I'm goin' down to the Greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Gonna find that lady with two or three kids
And sit down by her side
Ride
I'm goin' down to the Greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Gonna find that lady with two or three kids
And sit down by her side
Ride
(And have you even bothered to look)
[Verse 2]
Been going hard all day,
Been a minute since I did it like this,
No one get in my way,
And please
First of all, platinum, five months
Holla you know I go away for two months
and the
Riff raff come back with this bullshit
Man this what
Y’all come
in the one
With the two on my hip. And the three where he from
I can see when it be. What it be. But I need what I need
And I'm peace when I'm done
loved)
By a Great, Great King (By a Great, Great King)
VcMP
VERSE 2
Every time I stumble I know even when I fall
Oh I believe that you forgive me Lord
(like you got yen)
Let's stop pretend, the ones that pack pistols by they waist men
Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement
The pretty
love
To the unloved, by your grace
My desire is to bring hope
To the hopeless, through your name
Qualify me Lord, Oh God
Qualify me Lord
I don’t wanna
screw rat tat tat tat
My tap bust and bless you
1-2 1-2 Neeko ah pass through
Cardiac arrest will send
A boy 'pon a curfew
3-3 4-4 5-5 6-6 how you gonna
Just the 1 2 3
AKon
You wonder why I'm still on the block
'Cause I just can't leave it babe
'Cause that's all I know
Throw the gut away when
senators saying
T off is at 10
so get ready for the crying
take out your hankerchief
you're about to get your ass kicked
by the toronto maple leafs
Oooh 3
tried to get me down all by my lonely
They ain't know that I thrive all by my lonely (Stupid)
Stressed out and I'm with the homies (Yeah)
I blaze it up
've had to pay my price
The things I did not know at first
I learned by doin' twice
Ah, but still they come to haunt me
Still they want their say
So
've had to pay my price
The things I did not know at first
I learned by doin' twice
Ah, but still they come to haunt me
Still they want their say
So
killas from the west
[Eazy E]
1, 2, 3, and to the 4
Eazy motherfucking with a chrome to your dome
Cruising, in my 6-4 rag top
I got a lot of juice,
can't wait, it's just too late for me, yeah
This the last time I'ma be blinded by you
Baby, next time, I ain't comin' through,
Was up to two or three for
[2x]
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
[Chorus]
[3x in the background]
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
started slowly in my 40’s
By that time I had 3 shorties
Would've been 10 but she decided
We couldn't afford how I got excited
So she got fixed, and I got
this
We drinking like 3 fish
I made her feel seasick
Asked her if she had enough she told me that she need this
[Verse 2]
It’s over and dead she
by two or three by three
Brewed by fermantation
Apple tree conformity
Hard cider society left my uninspired
Don't forget to clear the pricker bush
I Can Feel Him In The Morning
Child 1:
He kind of started all the plants growing, and he started people. Well, I guess he's kind of big
them with your band of thieves
Multiply in mystery
And one by one
They line you up & take you out
Two by two
The size of the life they left for you
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