Lyrics:
feel like I'm Lonzo
Drafted by my home team, look at what my hopes bring
I feel like I'm Pac, nigga, might go get a nose ring
Might go get a wife,
it after all
In the driving rain in the passing lane
In the driving rain in the passing lane
Words and Music by Bill Booth
And the bank is a whore
My girl had an accident
Don't know how she paid for it
But she pays her bills each month
They never forget
I'll never buy a house
I'm
to come to Mars, you said, "It's too far"
And you had to be back by six to watch your Carousel
Mmm, Carousel, oh, Carousel
Saturn's much too far, you
Wap in the evening
I love bad B's
I need a one certi shorty that can satisfy me
Keeps it trill every night I'm tryna hit that
Grab her by
So now the Little Man's caught by the feds
He's in a cell in he the parrow state
Straight from the judge's courtrooms to the prison gates
Sittin' in
my children, I can't hold them now
They may not be here, but they still mine
'n I know
I know I still love them
Hey
Got my house
It still keeps
bruised
I don't give it away no more
That's what break ups are for
I don't ask for help, I like to do things by myself
Can I stand on my own two
out on your drive,
Easy now, you've been terrified,
Started hummin', that ain't what I mean,
You always get by livin' right
And I can't keep
Sometimes life can hit so hard
It can knock you off your feet
Leave you stranded by the side of the road
Livin' on the street
I've been down
I need a drink, I want it to be brown, easy to hold when I'm weak,
Sleeping in the clouds, not a good place to be,
Need my feet on the ground,
grinning prawn
but suddenly it all was gone
made a mil but paid the bill
an oilfield in the middle east
butt scuds were having fire-feast, same noon
people
I pulled up behind a Cadillac
We were waiting for the light
And I took a look at his license plate
It said, "Just Ice"
Is justice just ice?
Intro:
This one goes out to all real wife
Stay by you man side when him never have a dime
Now him find some new ting fi climb
Mek him know you nah
your face was in all the right places
Now the holiday's are over because the bills have come in.
It's time to go home now and be on your own
And look
No skills to pay the bills
Even after I swallow my pills
I sold my bags, my jewels,
and my soul
I'm not the prisoner chained
by the past
My full
but close in our souls
Challenged by a new world
Over the edge
It's time to take a deep breath and START LIVING LIFE AGAIN
YES, THE ENERGY IS
They'd chase her by the mail
She got picked up
And then was put in jail
Stroked the judge
Just to go her bail
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She
has been vacant for decades.
We've been vacant for decades.
This village died with the locomotive.
Families now forged by automobiles
They'd chase her by the mail
She got picked up
And then was put in jail
Stroked the judge
Just to go her bail
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She
Sovereignty up on a hill
Shooting guns and passing bills
Promising the world could be alright
If these people, these sheep
Could just quit
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