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steps."
I was beat but I played him one more
Then I was headed out towards the door
And he handshake and hand me a hundred dollar bills
Said, "By the way,
Days go by, and I'm still high
But you know, I'm thinkin' about you
Corn's turned brown
Leaves fall to the ground
It's a sound that reminds me of you
I
Too much ground to cover
I don't know where to start
Can't find the words to tell you
I don't know where to start
What ya gonna do when them boys
race escaped to space
They were chased by flyin phenomena to the lunar base.
Flotillas and space centers lasers probe the entrance
D.N.A code
to change
and by 9-9-99 I hope I'm sittin' on the back porch drinkin' red wine
singin' Ohhhhhh
French Fries with Pepper!
Ohhhhh French Fries with
Looking to the right,
a turn goes by
but not for too long
Our destination
By your misfortune
We are pulling past
Pulling out (?)
But not for too
And the blood will boil Born in flames My silent empire no longer will be Making the ground trumble- I will soon reign The circle is complete Your work is done
the times
I try to run from you
If I fall from the ledge
I don't want to die with regrets
I see the ground coming
I'm not going to run anymore
I could
Yeah, push (I push)
Until you get to higher ground
Yeah, push
You're never to young, you're never too old
Yeah, push
Don't stop until you go
Did
Awaken, O sleeper
So far from the battlefield
Roses for the father's sons
See them red on the ground
Bleeding
When the revolution came
We were more
way too long
I got tickets for the red-eye (mhm)
Always pushing for a good time (mhm)
The way I roll, when we go up, we don't come down
Until our
Call me bird dog 'cause I cheat and I'm fly (straight up)
And I love winnin', I'm upset if it's a tie (on God)
Get you off the ground just to knock you
looking over both your shoulders
In the land of the free
And we got more people locked up than the rest of the world
Right here in red, white and blue
a sound, don't make a sound, girl
Yeah, I'm only down, I'm only down for you
Tellin' me quiet, don't make a sound for you, uh
Roll out the red carpet
around
Now I'm stoned and my ass is barely draggin' the ground
No sooner than I think they woulda thought of
A cop walks over, never saw him
"Excuse
was peck, peck, peckin' all around
When she spied it on the ground
A-tisket a-tasket
She took my yellow basket
And if she doesn't bring
peckin' all around
When she spied it on the ground
A-tisket a-tasket
She took my yellow basket
And if she doesn't bring it back
I think that I shall
comin raw, 'cause I'm hungry
Don't sweat the industry 'cause no company are gonna own me
That's why I stand my own ground
and square off who ever
head
She's been my blanket when the ground beneath my body was my only bed
She's been the table where I've dined on T-bone steak and cheep red wine
I've
[I wanted her all over me, so I cut her up and I smeared her]
Smack dab flat on my back
The solid ground began to crack
I pulled her down and down
named Duane (way down in Georgia)
Whistling with Otis on the dock of the bay (way down in Georgia)
Dug up a lot of music from that hard red clay (way
comin' round
I got 3 more hours but I'm coverin' ground
Your eyes get itchy in the wee wee hours
Sun's just a red ball risin' over them refinery towers
The sky throws up storms trying to avenge itself
You feel a pain that burns your flesh
Your reflection inside the mirror
Shows a past soiled by
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
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