Lyrics:
me for trial
I'll stay out of jail by paying my bail
And after I'll go to the court of appeal saying
"You've done me wrong", it's the same old song
me for trial
I'll stay out of jail by paying my bail
And after I'll go to the court of appeal saying
"You've done me wrong", it's the same old song
me for trial
I'll stay out of jail by paying my bail
And after I'll go to the court of appeal saying
"You've done me wrong", it's the same old song
And the farmers their water for the sacrifices that they made
From the light to the shade the path will be made and the songs will be sung softly
Between the old
to me that he had written, I saw that he was about a step away from dying, and I couldn't help but wonder why. And the lines of this song occurred to me.
hat down low,
Get back to my roots, by a full moon glow
I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there
On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild
a bunch of junk that never took off
Maybe it's for the best
My pops said it best
He said it's blending in with all the rest
Time moves by and my corpse will
a throw
And Old Lucy Fay Lorraine's
Takin' side bets on the game
And old Pop Fox keeps sayin' he's got to go
I'm gonna miss old Jim and all my friends
In
faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel my energy
Making em' remember me
The world is full of synergy
Prayers for my boy Demar
I want you for sure
It's all in my path
It's all in my void
I'm filling the void with all of these songs
I know you'll pick up when I call
That's why
with the Stones
Once He even opened up a three-way package
In Southern California for old George Jones
[Chorus]
The years went by like sweet
the studio or if you're at home or car, whatever
That song that it's called "Trying" or something
Mase was tellin me that I needed to hear?
He said it was
alive, even if he wishing I died
And dear God, let ‘em ride even if we collide
‘cause I know even when I’m wrong
I want you on my side and that’s
Spittin’
have a car if gang ain't by my side
It might get controversial
Make stray bullets fly by
Don't ***** songs on stand by
Tired of writing infinite
Thought
but over time now constructive
From the pain was once reluctant, and he's now productive
You started this with my sibling killing what I trusted
So I'll
I don't get offended by the thinking of the old
Where I'm at is where I go, and a circle ain't my thang
So it seems there were two gangs
Not
if the person you love was kidnapped what would you do?
He saw my gat and my jacket and froze
I told him I ain't want no problem
But he chose
number four
Somewhere out west
I still live in this old house
Where we were raised
On this red dirt road
The county never paved
Now I watch my
TMH
A Light To My Path Thats No Lie
He is My Deal for real
I don't ever need a co-sign
He Gave Me Skills for real
We tied like bow ties
I pray
don't wanna shy away, I just want the path cleared
Old man in me but he's uninvited
Sin is death but that's something that I've died to
Messing up, tears
At the end of the day
I've been fighting all my life
But I'm falling to my old ways
Through my God I survived
No one else. Sold out nothing
gray shack in front of my eyes
A worn out old path by the chimney stack
A door opens up and to my surprise
She set me up with a whisky
Gave me just
Down once more to the dungeons of my black despair!
Down we plunge to the prison of my mind!
Down that path into darkness, deep as hell!
Why,
none, they gave him life
They put him in a jail cell,
the years go by and now he's getting old
these four walls will always be his home
time moves slow
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