Lyrics:
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
Droppin fye, yea he back
King Joe on tha rise to tha big scene
Yea
Trophy Wife, By My Side, Never Solo
Homicide, Down To Strike, Like Manolo
Got Favor,
on the path that unfolds
Midnight meditation
Take me on a journey gonna find my soul
By design quite alone the unknown light is shown
On this road rather take
My life was colored, painting pictures out of tune
You came from nowhere in a song
It might have been the way I laughed, he made the jokes
Could
You survived like a stone
You survive like a stone
“It’s too late to sing your happy songs”
As the old man slapped his knee
“You know what I’ve been
dream in a noose?
Questioning the path I'm paving, now it's half past 2
But, I think I got something here, but I don't really know if I can battle my fear
on my mind
Tryna stay on the right path even if I have to walk alone
Never scared that people are watching
But feared some may be following
You had
in it
Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it
The trunk got a body in it
Niggas be like he bodying it
Ziplock full of J's
Closet full of J's walking on
My
Take me back
So I'll cry with a limp
Just get by on a limb
Till these blue eyes of mine they are closed
So here's to an old fashioned peck on the cheek
till he blinded na wɔ
Wɔtwee me plug no
Hwie me new spirit into old wineskins, w'apɛe
It is evident that you do not have enough faith
Otherwise, your
too
And speed limit crashing through, I'm passing you
And by the way this rap thing, I did it better than you
Yeah I'm hungry, I'm boutta eat
With
Down on the corner in my home town
Me and the fellows used to gather round
The song we sang it sound so sweet
I can still hear that harmony
to leave
Sitting on this stool again
With that same old simple drink
He says that nothing ever changed 'bout me
Oh, if he only knew that by now I'll be
I'll
I awoke to hear the darkest song from a raven sitting by my window screen
It was much too sad for me to sing along
She came to tell me of her dismal
a part besides my role
I was never envious, always walked my path— ill tempered, a few caught my wrath
A glutton for love— been lustful too; a few
about how I put in work
He about it by himself
He about it by himself
Bro skin be numb as fuck, his heart be hurting
He won't be taking no L
He don't be
If you could find a way I swear I won’t sell my soul
Hey God, save rock roll
Pave the way and hey God save rock n roll
He got pegged to be the next
If you could find a way I swear I won’t sell my soul
Hey God, save rock roll
Pave the way and hey God save rock n roll
He got pegged to be the next
cnd he sang out this song
I'll be your rainy day lover
Whenever the sunny days end
cnd whatever the weather, we have each other
cnd that's how
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