Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
the bus
Fast like Twista mixed with Bust
When Windy lost boys I had pixie dust for a pick me up
Spit shine 'til it's crystal clean like Listerine from
you hear my cry?
It seems like a sin when nobody wins and so many had to die;
Who is right, and tell me who is wrong;
Old boys come down from here
You can see the sunlight shining off the surface to the sky
And you can hear the motors running from the boats as they go by
You can hear the kids
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Cannonball
Well, the eastern states are dandy, most people always say
From New York to St. Louis and old Chicago by the way
To the hills of Minnesota where
looking woman alive
She looks so pretty every time she walks by
The boys are too nervous, even to say "Hi!"
Not too skinny, not too fat
She's a real
you're gettin high.
That's your lesson in Texas 101.
(Oh, Let's pick it boys).
They got George Bush and Dixie Chicks.
Guess oil and water just don't mix.
to the sky
Well I thought it would rain
But the clouds passed by
And I feel like I'm comin'
To the end of my way
But I know God is my shield
And he won't lead
'till i
Heard a lick like this
And from the depths of dixie
To my northern spots
You know it's time to rock
When ole glory drops
I pimp through town with
meanings
Freak when I see things, like this chick in a g-string
Can I touch you friend?
Beat boy, beat boy
Hit that perfect beat boy
Hit that perfect,
And the women say damn, them niggas don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
Walking a thin line, gotta defend mine
She's a pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
Buzz from
Reflexions of the Disillusioned
By Jeff Knight
Dedicated in loving memory to Jerry Wayne Smith and Willie Mae Smith
“You courageously
'Cause I need you
I'm waiting
Don't let me fall into the darkness
I just started to see the light
The sky is blue
Clouds are red again
The night is coming
the boys comin' in
And you know they fun to creep
Make around the town
Sellin' by the pound
What you mean bitch
Cause you know I wear the crown
F-R
Ladies and gentleman
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix
Check it out
Boys boys
Bad Boys Blue
I really don’t know the games that you play
I don’t know if
nanoclaws
With my machines I can dispatch you
From this world without a trace
Our nostalgia ghosts are ready to take your place
Content-shifting shopping
near wants to cry
I know your days are blue, Mama, I'll cry for you
So if you see me cry, cry, cry
Pretend it's from the sky, sky, sky
I'm crying so you
She's pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
A buzz from
felons, gun stealers
And dope dealers
And I’m from where coke is captain
And you can buy whole in the back
Of your block, in a napkin
By themselves,
beat you black and blue
Demolish you
Have you lookin' just like the bottom of my shoe
The game, the game feeds off us (feeds off us)
The industry
boy
When there are grey skies
I don't mind the grey skies
You make them blue, sonny boy
Friends may forsake me
Let 'em all foresake me
I still
Nothing But Blue Skies
by Alan Ballard
Copyright 2020
I took a trip, down Lover's Lane
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