Lyrics:
make the crowds stand up
Praying for this thing
Like we about to get trampled
Time waits for no nigga
So me and Alan parish on the run now nigga
And I
She told her friends that she talk to a rapper but I am an artist you know that it's different
Thought a couple times about really tappin' but
attraction
Any ole dance will do
We like all the Jacksons
Janet, Michael, Tito, Stonewall, Jessie, Reggie, Alan too
Its hip hop and honky tonk
We can bust
it's done, uh
I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I
gonna be
So what do you do with good ole boys like me
Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
But you ain't afraid if you're washed in
While for others I didn't know our time was short so I took it for granted
So I'm reminiscing back on the good times that happened
Now I'm surrounded by
Love Has Come of Age
Kenny Loggins
(This Is It)
The many times you've learned the lines
That love has spoken
So easily you love to leave
Your
the limits
Now you crossed the line
Put two x in your eyes
Now I’m livid
Shivers down your spine
Every time you take a step outside
Cock my gun as ya drive by
Presidential bills feeling blue, drop it while I'm walking
Blowing up my phone on insta why the fuck you stalking
Crowd be going dumb to being quiet
believe those days are gone
It's something about a cup of joe
That takes me back in time
To a little farm, tucked inside
The Jackson County line
Rubber
BASS ALAN BERLIANT
VOCALS LARRY KING
I WAS THE FRIEND YOU WOULD CALL
WITH YOUR MIDNIGHT TEARS
EVERY TIME EVERY GOOD-BYE YOU KNEW
YOU HAD MY SHOULDER
stacks
Hands down, yeah, the big dawg comin' back
Think you good? Nigga, pants down, you smokin' crack
Michael Kors robe, mm-mm, nah, Michael Jackson
the simple things
It's about loving
It's about taking in things for how they are, but also how they make us feel
Here, we hurt
Here, we heal
A good story has
be what we're gonna be
So what do you do with good ole boys like me
Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
But you ain't afraid if
plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson
Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my
towns
The North Pole is not a land mass
It's Christmas time
Drink some wine (wine)
Don't you know it's time to shine
Rise and shine
Like morning time
watch me win an Oscar
For pretending it hurts (but it won't)
Nice try, little buddy high five
Why don't you hit the side lines
Cause it's my time, bye
Ring, ring, that's Alan that's bellin' me
"Yo, Alan, what you tellin' me?"
More time that nigga scorin' like a penalty
Six-on-four, no shots, that's
the fighting was so bad that my father had said to me, You know, you think the world is so good. You think, you know what the world is about the world. Doesn't
every-time I get high I watch the time pass by like away we go
Is it OK to cry when you're dying inside?
Seem like codeine is the one thing that help take my
as the stratosphere
I can hear the voices in my mind when I rhyme
Give it up, you're out of time
Never even had a prime
Like if Preemo never linked up with 5'9"
You was out here getting fucked by a bitch as her new contender
You said they had made it known they was out there picking up strippers
While they had
Girl, you're bad like you never Learned your lesson
Body bad like you never missed a Blessing Gonna forget about tonight And remember it forever
the sun
You queen of rain
Time went by as I wrote your name in the sky
Fly fly away, bye bye
It's time to place your bets in life
I've played the loser's
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