Lyrics:
Man cannot live
By bread alone
He needs something stronger
To feed his hungry soul
So he'll try everything
Under the sun
But nothing will end
to dip into the unknown
Quick to flip if one trip, forced to break bones
First we break bread, then break heads
Look at all the people runnin' in fear,
almost out of bread
Giving all that he's got, taking all he can get
Feels the end is near as the foreign dreamlands disappear
Now he's back again,
With taking the bread from Your fingers and downing this cheap New Year's wine
That we call Your blood.
And You can wait for midnight but my lips are
for lack of bread, like the grateful Dead, darlin'
Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give
the winds who?
My ancestors whispers answers the questions
Get twisted, I choose the path less taken
Less walked on, forsaken, betcha beat breakin'
Breads we
The porridge's been good
The marmalade too.
I take another slice of bread,
The bacon is hot but I don't mind.
Too long I boiled the egg.
[Hook x2: Romeo]
I'm gon do what mama said
But ya'll ain't gonna tell me how to live my life
I might be young but I got bread
I'm straight form
listen boys throw me smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
(bridge)
A lot of bread
walk by the railroad track
Hambone
Hambone, hambone
Have you heard?
Papa's gonna buy me a mocking bird
And if that mocking bird don't sing
her a taste of some real macaroni
She swore she would do, anything for me
That's no bologne, baby brought me bread
Freaked me on the freeway on the 80
little kids get hit by strays
Cause muthafuckas can't act they age
Before you learn how to shoot, better learn how to aim
There's already enough of our
to need
Sometimes
It flows to the sea
That's why you always come
Back to me
With jam & coffee
And toasted bread
On Sunday morning
We'll talk and sit
beef wit niggas, now he breakin bread wit niggas
Jealousy and envy, money leave ya dead nigga
Clip in ya head, throw ya in the bathroom
Inside tub,
bump into the 'Kiss late night
On the Deegan, speeding
In the drop four-thirty, on my way to rock a birdie
With automatic lead in the car, bread in
this one ought a be clubbed
Love when I'm rubbed the wrong way, so some offend me
Dismissed by many, my Christmas spent in the lab
Pen and pad while
take notes, look me in my fucking eye.
It's time to break some bread, fuck what the other niggas said,
'cause rumors, they big as boomers, leaving niggas
our daily bread
Yet our debt is never paid
We made a lousy trade
Selling freedom by the hour
It's a low-down dirty
Business as usual
Nothing
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
"My line of work is considered by some to be a...
A tumor on society, be careful Mr. Magenta there are benign tumors,
And there are others, that
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
to get Ahead
Motherfuck these hoes
And Impose I got to get my bread
The streets say nothing nice
They quit it like the idus
And everybody dippin seein
who
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
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