Lyrics:
Well, how do you keep a moron
In wighat suspense?
I'll tell you that later
But first I'll tell you this
Ah, hoo! Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, hoo!
Well now
As a black man in America
The world forces us to hide our emotions
We aren't allowed to fear
We aren't allowed to be sad
We are only allowed to be
M-O-E, bitch
E-Z
On the grind, straight gettin' it
Bout my cheese like Junior Kid
That money talk, I speak fluently
The dime size keep evokin' me
Yo
On my 2009 shit (ahhh, heh)
Yo
Look
Sunday, ride for the memories (yeah)
Blue sky, cruise by fields, Summertime feel (feel)
See my junior high,
I been doing well, well without you
I tell that to myself, but it's not true
Been right in my blues but sadly no clues
I been doing well, man no lies
Mmmmm-mmmmm
I's up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
Give me your right
Mmmmm-mmmmm
I's up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
Give me your right
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my
helping
Guide the barefoot and the po' man
Guide the blue blood, all the humans
I lift my eyes up to the hills man
These fields and hills, Lord, all need
beer that evening,
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
Well Hey hey, the working man, the working man like me
I ain't never been
a leader, take your pick
Now I'm smokin buddha philly blunt style
A frustrated and confused young juvenile
King of the project blues so I choose
To take
A frustrated and confused young juvenile
King of the project blues so I choose
To take a piece of the action
But my sober state of mind won't let it happen
Yea
Lil' Mar
Yea
Luigi my broski
Imma hop on yoshi
I ate Princess Peach's peach emoji
And Bowser been hella lonely since junior moved out the castle
a little beer in a tavern
I'll cry a little bit of these workin' man blues.
Well, hey, hey, workin' man workin' man like me
I ain't never been
house
He's out of sight yet
Oh he's your mistreated lover
He's your black coated man
I've been raised by the criminals
Brought up by the blues
Been
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues, give me your right hand
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues, give me your right hand
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues, give me your right hand
to check and see how you're doing
Hey Juno, I'm just checking in man
I heard lately hasn't really been the best for you
I hear you're not doing so well
So
overly fucked in the beef
Pretty sure I landed a bang to his teeth
Man will get banged in the face by me
Not my bredrin, banged in the face by me
by and beat up my son
So I went out and bought myself a big old German dog
The man behind me saw me and he started raisin' hogs
A nineteen year old
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
can't be found.
Blues, why don't you let me ‘lone?
Blues, why don't you let me ‘lone?
I'll try to figure this out by myself, ‘cause I'm so blue and all
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