Lyrics:
to the promised land
Mormons made people mad
Joseph was shot by an angry mob
And knew he'd soon be done
You must lead the people now
My good friend, Brigham
from the island of vancouver|to the isle of newfoundland|theres daisys by the wayside|and the pasture's green again |the bluejay on the fence
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
Justice runed by eternal travesty
Bloodcurdling hammer soon to be released
Stalking brutality tomorrow we will see
the unjustified agony unleashed
Wavin' on edges of roadsides
Don't worry 'bout me, I'll be alright
Still doin' my thing as the cars fly by
All night, that's right
I'll get where I'm
niggas I pray (ayy)
Somethin' like a Phenomenon (oh)
I'ma get whole lit, double by tomorrow
Block one shot and I ain't standin' by the bar
I'm in
To the years
That have passed me by
It is so hard to believe
That it's me that I see
In the window pane
It is so hard to believe
That all this is the way
I've seen: money come between my best friend and me
I've seen: old friend become new enemies
I've been: through a couple of litigations
I've been:
friend at the pen,
Real hoes let your best friend know about men
'Cause I be squeezin' ass
And will make a full glass disappear like a genie
Move
this thing off properly
Jet to one of my properties and blow a bag of that broccoli
Possibly, we could be, more than friends if you let it be
Imagine
woman
Unless you wanna tangle with me
By way you're a lookin' I can tell you're cookin' up
Somethin's gonna get you hurt
And that cash you're
best girl
I felt suicidal with no real friends
So I walked outside with a rope in my hand
Out by that statue there's a big old tree
So I stood
Oh, you told me you were burned by holy water,
And the priest forgot the words
He was trying to say.
It seems your best friend
Is your own
I want is a good time
By getting in the 50 yard line and bump and grind
We can get our grub on but I ain't spendin' a dime
Except for (..?..)
Drive your mustang down, to where you hang out
Alone without a friend
Girls walk by you, some in fact have tried you
But once they tried they
you've got somethin' to believe in
Down deep inside your soul
Hey friend, don't you stop believin'
'N dreams that you had, when you were just a lad
don't invite in,
But since we got a like friend I could get you like, 10"
I told him I could move like 10 by nights end
Put the white over the plate,
Hey we can rock it easy and lay it in the fold
Hey we can shake you simply just by being cold
And if it falls apart will you still be my friend
Get
it's 2 a.m.
It ain't driving by her house,
To find her wrapped up,
In the arms of you ex-best friend.
It ain't bold face lies or alibis,
That cannot
need to hate i'm doing well
My fake friends they can go to hell
That boy a snake I wish him well
I'm doing fine all by myself
Oh boy do I have a message
you think will be your friend the critic or the wise
Who the hell will stand by you the lover or the prize
Lose yourself to the smile of a woman
Don’t
there's the door
Say you're my friend
But you're my foe
Smokin' and drinkin' yeah I'm moving slow
I gotta go
Bitch I'm like woe
Heard from your sister man
Less friends now
I'm feeling richer than ever
No pretend now
I'm getting bigger like clever
Feeling like travis
I'm bringing in different weather
I'm
successfulness
And I'm done
Trying to please all of those around me
It's the bad that seems to always find me
Held down by a life that seems so rough
And I'm
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