Lyrics:
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
money then my man
Had ever had, began to run out.
Then they moved him out and put him down with the ...
And then, ladies and gentlemen, the go-go girls
A couple of months ago
The postman came and
Gave me that big white letter
By the size I knew
My heart would beat so fast
I'd have to sit down a while
on my way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin
Sexy ladies, by the bus stop, with a kid in a pram and a lollipop
Drive past listening to sick hip hop, pull over in the car and i'm into the shop
A bird
we all moved off and went about our separate ways
It sure was hard to say goodbye to Willie and Laura Mae
The cotton was high...
The years rolled past
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
James Bond
Burnin' money like you're Pablo
Treatin' love like it's a gamble
So say goodbye to your little friend
Say shes in the past, baby dont fear
If
shot
Me and my bother run out there and everybody was all confused
And hollering' and running' round
And I stepped up to this one lady and I said that
I feel loneliness
And my lost desire of your sweet caress
I'm too proud to beg and too weak to cry
I'm alone again
It's my last goodbye
Lady, it's
Jessie:
Miss independent
Miss self distructed
Miss keep your distance
Hmmmmm...
James:
Miss unafraid
Miss out of my way
Miss don't let her in
Say "Hey" to your boyfriend
Tell him "Goodbye"
Its like taking candy from a baby
She call me honey and I'm
Calling her my baby you made of sugar girl
and Shakespeare shit
I stuff my ears with cotton when you rap
I don't hear shit, you niggaz are excess waste
A hundred percent of the mainstream crowd,
been kissed
Never been kissed by a lady called Amy
You're far out, you're fab and insane
A woman of the world, it's quite plain
My dad told me Amy's
Take a walk with me down by Avalon
Oh, my common one with the coat so old
And the light in her head.
And the sufferin' so fine
Take a walk with me
Hey, hey, hey, man
I strike the Empire back
I strike the Empire back
Fuck the Empire
High flying like the Millennium Falcon, piloted by Han Solo
go, go, go, go, go
Was it cold nights that made me cold
Do the stress increase my hunger
Tell a lie then make a promise
Fish like a man niggafish,
of shiny Stacey Adams
I'm gon' pull myself up by my wingtips and look good doing it
I'm the double talking, double consciousness of Du Bois
and the glorious,
moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby
a question mark
Hangs above my head there in the dark
Can't see for the brightness
Is staring me blind
God bid yesterday goodbye
Bring on the night
I
team doublin' up on cups of lean
Blue dream weed make my bitch go by
Got her layin' on her back
With her legs up in the sky
I'mma take me a dab and watch
taste
Of your cotton candy lies
Thinking you were always by my side
When you were just a stranger in disguise
I never understood your reasons why
You
ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues for the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams?
Guess I'm rockabye, sweet baby James
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