Lyrics:
famous man
As I travel around from town to town
I have a lot of dad's fans and friends come around
They say I know Hank would be proud of you if he were
And today it don't seem like
I'm getting any further
Praying tomorrow we can somehow come
Out of the struggle and need no more hustle
No stumblin cause we all
Williams, 'cause I'm 'boutta OD in Denver
I just hope you remember
That I came from the Dub, now I feel a rockstar
No bitch, you can't get a hug
I don't want
to everything that we lost
We'll never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower
famous man
As I travel around, from town to town
I have a lot of dad's
Fans and friends come around
They say I know Hank would be proud
Of you if he were
paying my rent every day in the tower of song
I said to Hank Williams, "How lonely does it get?"
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him
ass when y'all pass, see V-12's and haul ass
Ooh-Bay, I ooh-day what I ooh-day and don't care what a hater like you say
Itch-day, ude-day want a ey-hay?
Like chopping 'til I'm dropping, still if that don't
Do the job of killing Shady, then the karma will
They saying I must bring it as Mohammad
Until
don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a tick tock, y'all, you don't stop!
Go ho-tel, mo-tel, whatcha gonna do today? (say what?)
I'm gonna get a fly
scared nah
We going there
We gonna air It out
But we don't care
If anybody's watching
They stop and stare
I know they all plotting
Run that shit back like
ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer
the choice was never mine
If it was would be through by now
But I'm still here somehow
Stand up and take a bow
It all stops when the penny drops
Living ghoul,
cryin'
I've been drivin' around the last week or so
With an empty truck, I don't have a load
And I don't care 'cause to tell you the truth
I think I might
Let's go
Okay, here we go
Pick your banjo solid, John
You picked one for fifteen years, ain't you?
Earl never did do that
Come and listen
Let's go
Okay, here we go
Pick your banjo solid, John
You picked one for fifteen years, ain't you?
Earl never did do that
Come and listen
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
*
If
lack of trying
My wife would tell me Honey I'm feelin' somethin' there
Don't care if Bobby never reads a line
Chorus
Then late one summer evening
lost
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back
They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down
better than I ever felt before today
Like better late than never is orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away
[Hook]
grams in the fuckin' spliff
Call it what you want I'm a zombie bitch I'm off this shit
Yo prada never gonna pile up
If you can't follow this game,
lost
We'll never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell
I don't know when I'll be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
I drove cars that I never thought I would
I fucked broads never thought I could
See if I died tomorrow
I'd be in heaven with the folk that raised me
and emotional compatibility
Are at the very least difficult
If not impossible to come by
We could always opt for the more temporal gratification
Of sheer
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