Lyrics:
to your old head
You fled back to Miami
When Nast caught a charge
You a fraud swear to God
Claim you a man but you act like a broad
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh,
feels good
(Amen) woo
(Amen) guess I'm lucky
(Amen) some of us don't get a second chance
(Amen) but I ain't blowin' this one
(Amen) nah, man
(Amen)
since they drove down my block carrying Biggie's urn
From up the block, 'cross the street by the store
When my man was put in position, told him peep
this is the interpretation of my dream of old
My Lord has made it come true
He was indeed good to me when He took me out of the prison, and brought you
these niggas ain't got no cars today, man
My car was so pretty, I ride by, niggas' dicks get hard
You dig what I'm sayin?
[Young hustler:]
Ha-ha, man
was a learning experience
Showed me not to trust a man
Especially them light skins
Ives taken some beatings by life
Its so much shit
Ion even know what
get up, get up, get up
I'ma get up in your mind right now
Make you feel like dying right now
I'ma make you pray to God
To the good old Lord for
what's your last name, quick.
[Man]:
Ron Johnson.
[Adam Sandler]:
Alright, that's good enough. My name's Barry Lakin.
[Man]:
Nice to meet you Barry.
Like my old white man
And all his old white friends
Judged by my old white skin
One day I'll be an old white man
With old white money in the bank
supreme
Bring back the good old day
Nuff man a deejay, nuff man a sing
Bring back the good old days
When Danny Wilson was the king inna the ring
Uwee
Well
some time I'd fix the barn
Poor old girl, she needs a man down on the farm
And it's good old country comforts in my bones
Just the sweetest sound my
wrap shit
Was awesome i felt fat
Used the phone cautiously spoke to my little
Man DMC i I I, he said, "Da da"
Fucked up that I had to hear it for
smooth and calm and shit was like"
"Where's my bone, nigga?"
"Yo man, yo I'm doin' it God, I'm doin' it, man
I'm sayin', like, no, no, like back in like
feels good
(Amen) woo
(Amen) guess I'm lucky
(Amen) some of us don't get a second chance
(Amen) but I ain't blowin' this one
(Amen) nah, man
(Amen)
comes rushing in the door
He's an old man, he's out of breath and I'm thinking, oh my God, what's wrong, Grandpa, what's wrong
He holds his hand up
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
a ten-bob note up his nose
Such a mean old man
Such a mean old man
His sister Pam works in a shop
She never stops, she's a go-getter
Takes him out
day but I'll be back to fight another
I feel so weak
And I feel so cold
I'm lost like a child
And I feel so old
You can't keep a good man
You can't
day but I'll be back to fight another
I feel so weak
And I feel so cold
I'm lost like a child
And I feel so old
You can't keep a good man
You can't
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
my life now?
The woman settled for anomalous clothes
And socks some place in Vermont
"Nevertheless there ain't no money", said the old man
The young
cuts man-power by fifteen
Yeah but that ain't natural well so old Clay would say
You see he's a horse-drawn man until his dying day
And it's good old
girl)
Good times are over so you left my world (left my world)
Now I'm standing all alone
No one to call my own, whoa
Old friends say (old friends
But the old man strongly clung to the wall
Because he was afraid to get out and to fall.
So the spirit touched his heart with its hand.
It took him by
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