Lyrics:
below the Marlboro man, above the right field wall
We do the wave all by ourself
Hey ump, a blind man could've made that call
We like our beer flat
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Million Pieces (Kissin' Your Cares Goodbye)
They all
the street jumped off
The car in 9-0 I was wearing all white capisque had my 501's, five dunkie rolls
Couldn't be saved by john the pope the m-a-c and k from
Y'all better recognize,
East Texas running things,
And y’all gone respect my rhythm,
I don’t care who don’t like it,
It’s that 75428 shit.
Pull up
see...needles...
Oh oh! you guys are so professional
No, it's nothing...
I mean the way you get to travel to all those exotic towns
You get to playin' and playin' in
the shit like a potty
I turn up when I'm in the party
It's nothing they can do about it
I rock out I might catch a body
All of my niggaz they bout it
We
S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day
Get your shit straight test us and we test you shit
All us, all y'all too, it's on shit (repeat
This depraved cesspool of a town
I'm so sick of this fucking place
Where everyday is the fucking same
Nothing to do and nowhere to go
But you're all
would just stay in bed
You run your mouth all over town
And this one goes out to the sound
Of breaking glass on my Range Rover
Pay me back or bitch,
and down, grim night's a curtain
Eyes allowed to scan for what's worse than
The reason I'm all by myself
Yes it's so real dried out
Bets in this realm
I'll
Me and all my friends down by the river, fourteen running through the streets
Living on a prayer in a teenage wasteland, trying not to bust
Make me feel like saying nothing
(O-o-o-o O-o-o-o O-o-o-o) I know
You got a girl, but tell me if it's cool I
Just need one more night with
(You-u-u
the devils night fires
Same to you too town cryer
Top O'the morning morbid
Quite a day we're having gorgeous
Salutations unimportant
Hello uninspired
I
Most these niggas ain't talking bout shit
So I light my stick then you know I gotta dip
What do you know about leaving it all on the line
Nothing
What
And my niggas say
We want the fame
C'mon (C'mon)
One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
it grow
It was your town
Time goes by, time brings changes, you change, too
Nothing comes that you can't handle, so on you go
Never see it
it grow, it was your town
Time goes by, time brings changes, you changed too
Nothing comes that you can't handle, so on you go
You never see it
your kicks just one by one
Nothing else but New York town
Boys:
New York City really never stops
Wigmann sitzt auf dem Bühnenrand
All:
Life is more then
embrace,
I know she was by his side, the night they finally both left my home town,
Nothing left in my home town.
All that time, thinking they were fine,
[Krayzie]
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
[ clapping your hands] 4x
[chorus]
As we ride by the end of the night
You will
He was just and old country doctor in a small Georgia town
Fame and fortune had passed him by but we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly
in the bottom
Was like punching an eclair...)
Anyhow...there was nothing else to do...
It was alburquerque, new mexico
It's two o'clock in
All the effort on the field
Nothing left now
Give it everything you got
For the Hometown
This is what it's
Like in the small town
Friday night
Football
Put your mother fucking phone down
Listen to the microphone sound
Full crowd and we did it for the home town
Stand ground pay attention to the here
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