Lyrics:
lonesome
And it makes me wonder how the old folks are at home
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south
Hanging on the corner working for the man
Running these numbers, pushing cocaine
Going up to Memphis to sing me some blues
Oh pretty baby I'm tired
throwed her clothes outdoors
Poor Black Mattie…
Goin' to Memphis, see the World's Fair, reason I'm goin', baby there
Goin' to Memphis, see the World's
Inhale sour diesel, white widow
Kush by the boat load (inhale)
Sour diesel, white widow
Kush by the boat load (inhale)
Sour diesel, white widow
Kush
the desert swappin' rats
And tryn' ta get a drink of water with his knees gettin' mud caked
And I'll tell you and acceptance how he stumbled into Memphis
the desert swappin' rats
And tryin' ta get a drink of water with his knees gettin' mud caked
And I'll tell you and exceptance how he stumbled into Memphis
and fame
Casey Jones was his name
From Memphis, Tennessee
On that Cannonball Express
By the whining of the whistle
You could tell him from
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
delatory
Still I only see a lot of snares
Just because I triumph as a slaver
Oh yes I did
Brought beauty back to Egypt by the ton
Of this
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
the desert swappin' rats
And tryn' ta get a drink of water with his knees gettin' mud caked
And I'll tell you and exceptance how he stumbled into Memphis
diamond and she can live on the street.
Hey hey, hey, oh, by the way, come and (party every day)
Hey hey, hey, oh, by the way, come and (party every day)
don't stop rappin
TSI got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
8BWe some presidential players, with money by the layers
8BAin't nuthin you broke
Well when I first got to Memphis
I was knocked out by those friendly people
They all said "howdy, howdy, come on in
We don't know the meaning
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
to the wise and to the lame
Motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater,
nothing better
I'll say, I never stepped outside my comfort
And didn't understand for far too long
Ten thousand days gone by forgotten
Until I realized
I went downtown to Memphis alley
I saw shadows creeping here and there
A figure emerged like from a dark valley
He said, my name is Lucifer
I came
a
North Memphis nigga and it's
All about the killers Little Ripsta
Certified and I gotta pack a tone
You claiming that you realer cuz you
Rolling with
I came from the trenches I follow a code
I die bout respect any nigga get bold
I spent about forty keep hundreds in folds
Say run that by poopie that
Woah Woah
Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah
This is my genesis
It starts with a deficit
Watch how I handle it
I treat it real delicate
Memphis home
can't fall behind
Memphis nigga love the streets
I'm clutching on that iron but they think
I'm from Louisiana when I'm screaming whinnnneee
So many scars
the gat in the back
I’m in nawf Memphis I scooped up a sack
Then I burnt out in a cat
Doing too much had to tell her relax
Bitches don’t know how act
I miss
nigga I gotta plan now
We hit Memphis...
They was staring at niggas...
Dey know we up next...
It get really harder tah chill when you niggas
Actually get
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