Lyrics:
Words and Music: Jim Johnston
Solo: Jim Brammer
Excuse me, Miz and Mister Cool,
I didn't mean to stumble on my words, and break your stupid rule,
You are called a forgiver of pain created by the Lord
You call out to heaven and to our angry friends
Of course, your dear friend does not even
my dear
Step in my hands, huh, yeah, I'm on the band, huh, huh, right by your end, huh, huh, I got my friends, huh, huh, I'm on the band, huh, huh
DEVIL IN DISGUISE
VERSE I:
DEVIL IN DISGUISE
Lyrics by Jim Capaldi & Gregory Lynn Hall Music by: Jim Capaldi
Beauty Strikes, dressed to kill,
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic can ease on down the road
Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin' in
Don't stand between the reservation and the corporate bank
They're sending federal tanks
It isn't nice but it's reality
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
nights at 11 p.m. Eastern and 10 p.m. Central[01:00.68]Look, here comes Jim now[01:03.26]3.45 in the morning, no sleep[01:05.60]Kick in your door around
time for that)
I gave you my heart
I gave you my life
I gave you my time
For you I'll sacrifice
Although sometimes it seems like I ask for it all
on trusting your heart
Just between you and me
Both of us know there is something
That's changed my heart
For what's come between you and me
Has caused
is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out
Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York
But
friends
I'd love to meet your "fam"
But if I'm being honest, I'll never
Be the Jim to your Pam
My interests and hobbies are more
Inspired by the size
And the police we'll have
Another crime scene taker
Jim Star crush your head
Give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known for the money they make
Everybody ain't
uncreative peasants
by the lessons of the untalented ones
signed by your most stupidest A&R
We'll see how far representation information
to thank
Don't stand between the reservation
And the corporate bank
They're sending federal tanks
It isn't nice but it's reality
Bury my heart
Let this love to flow like water
Between mountains across the border
Seek heights like the clouds of desire
Your love is warm like a heavenly fire
concerts in the yard, spitting bars
Speaking facts from my heart, they'll understand it eventually
I promise, at least I think I do
Malice runs deeper than
they'll win five trebles
Emeka Ike but their shoulder be on Jim Iyke levels
Those your goats?
Emeka Ike but their shoulder be on Jim Iyke levels
Those your
afraid to die
Just mad I left Big Jim alive
I know I should've never looked back
But you ain't gonna win a woman's heart like that
I never should've
different types of breeds
The real and the fake but most of yall playing in between
And be careful who you give your loyalty to
I learned that the hard way
proud that her eyes stay teary
Made it out, everything next just cherries
Y'all see my life, like I'm played by Jim Carrey
Proud to be here, cause it used
comin' with your shit raps
You man are get bitch-slapped, by some bitch that I bitch-slapped when I was high on a spliff
And a six pack, and a bitch back
brother my nigga
7 years, I mean we done made millions together nigga
i followed your lead I should say, you know
so I dealt with you from the heart nigga
i
last
Lift your head onto the sky
Believe in fate it'll pass you by
Bury the cross that took your life
What falls in line just Lies in Between
Ooh Lies
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
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