Lyrics:
never bite the hand
But I said fuck it, I gotta win
Did shit that'll never fade
Can't talk about it in my dark place
Blue skies they turn to grey
No David
Everything we ever do fits on a 7 inch screen
Just don't watch a film on it or David Lynch will scream
Plug in your watch and your wallet and your
Letterman
Chillin', clearly made it and
It's clearly stated
By that thirty yard pool, the five cars
The women and the jewels
Richness, oozing out your balls
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
Disintegrates and the love escalates
It's a climb
Rung by rung as you increase your elevation
Holla at Dylly we'll have a celebration at my place I got the space
the trash but they call me Weapon Waist
It's like you moving from the projects to the Hamptons
The way my hammers be sending bastards to a better place
one
You're not alone
I'll stand by you
Try not to cry little one
My heart is your stone
I'll throw with you
Isam:
‘Ayn Jalut where David slew Goliath
one
You're not alone
I'll stand by you
Try not to cry little one
My heart is your stone
I'll throw with you
Isam:
‘Ayn Jalut where David slew Goliath
be
But twenty some years later I'm still grateful and surprised
By the little gifts that David gave to me
I knew this guy before I wed
He had
AIN'T LIFE GRAND
words and music by David Allen Slater
Copyright 2009 by David Allen Slater
ON A LITTLE PLOT OF LAND
UPON A HILL
THERE SAT A MAN
and down the place woo
Go to sleep
Pray for weeks
Lock your doors and count your sheeps
I'm doing drive-bys in the twilight
High like, cicadas in
Worth millions still back your bitch lookin' bummy what
Ya'll staring at the angel of death
Liar liar pants on fire you burning up like David Koresh
is by itself
When you and I disconnect from God
And then we begin to wonder why there's chaos
Why is my spirit life deteriorating?
Why do I not want
feelin extra extraordinary freaky
And I know you hoes wanna roll with me
I shoot by the bar - place my order
Big baller orderin all that damn water
I head
'Gainst wickedness in high and low places
Says you full a flaw
We are the militant prepare to take your stance
Lick down who in our way
I've seen it
Welcome to a place called Wonder
Fix and fasten your focus on the face of the Father's Son
The One who has always been and always will be
The One who
said it just as the scriptures claimed
From that Passover trip up to Jerusalem, so many were moved by him
And believed on His name
Watching the miracles
I'm feelin extra extraordinary freaky
And i know you hoes want to roll with me
I shoot by the bar place my order
Big baller orderin all that damn
a different place
No I'm not straight out of space
I just come from a different place
I know you got problems of your own so you don't got to care
But you
The Terminal Tavern
By David Wilcox
Ah, what a beautiful place.
It is so lush and quiet in these walls.
It's a place where the sound really stands
in my eye, shining like Orion
Fuck your hatchet, I won’t bury it
Venturing to bloody revenge, by a lariat
Then ride off, in a chariot, carried by
200 bars, SBTV, exclusive, listen
Guess who's back from the land of the nomads
Land of the scallywags, land of the toerags
Land where they don't
from Tammy
Imagining baddies in nasty pajammies
And transplanting hair to your head from your fanny
I saw you doing teeth commercials
You a actor,
on the South, come and get some
Ask your scared-ass parents where you from, you crumb
[Chorus: x2]
My God, these lyrics hot, you're gonna need sunblock
My
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