Lyrics:
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
We make moves in stage coaches
Rah digga likes
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
of your life
But chances are we won't be talking by the end of tonight
God I'm a fuck up man why do I do this
I could end it all now this pipe in my right
Ramble up my life
Two drinks one shot fly by night
A high five up town man
Calm your nerves it'll get you birds
Don't tell me to calm down
Don't tell me
[Mistah F.A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
friends here, so that's a good thing right
But there's so many more people, that could have been in your life
This town has me stuck
This town has me down
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
got to live in one town
You got to live in one town
Smoking by the road side
Smoking by the road side
Chilling in the mindnight
Living like a pop star
to live his life in shame.
But he knows that he loves her, can he make her see somehow,
It shouldn't matter if he's from the wrong side of town.
Next
Doing with your life
What are you doing with your life?
Don't be no empty tin can to be kicked around
By anyone in any place or in any town
Your
I've lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them
never were revealed
on bed of pins
I'm trying to live in excellence
I feel my heart pumping blood pressure rising
Time is racing by me think a lot about my dying
I know
I'm a stranger in town and my gun's never cold
I'm a gambler so bet on your life
You'll never live to grow old
I deal in lead I won't step aside
Words and music by John Kay
I fried in the sun just outside San Bernadino
Flagged me a ride in a rattletrap ford
Rollin' back east to the northern
me somethin' I got nothin' to lose
A Town's new ruler throw ya side in the sky
Y'all niggaz lovin' how y'all livin' but I'm ready to die
Hey, I'm
Who am I?
Like a wolf in a past life
Pack that raised a child to love
Learned much
only thing I trust
Trees and the land
Live free and wild
Try
I remember thinking 'bout forever
Sitting there with you by the river
We danced in the little lights
And felt for the first time
I remember
I remember thinking 'bout forever
Sitting there with you by the river
We danced in the little lights
And fell for the first time
I remember
a lesson from a Sac-Town criminal
I'm standing all alone in the street
And talkin shit to your circle and ain't no blastin y'all must be bluffin
Threw up
still be on my feet
Oh, I would still be on my feet
Oh, I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn
still be on my feet
Oh, I would still be on my feet
Oh, I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn
love that never was
Up in that northern Ontario town they call
Sault Ste. Marie
What could have been, what would have been
What should have been
And with that collaboration
Began the largest forced migration
In the history of nations
How many lives have we lost to the Maangamizi
It's way bigger than
And live in town with her for all of my life
I'll understand when my hair turns grey
Why I
I live
In L.A.
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