Lyrics:
money, got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash
Way down in the hollow,
surrounded by his books
A serious, lonely and sad old man whose youth has passed him by
And Jim and Will conspire
To ride the carousel
Could set their souls
That there's some things in this world you just can't explain.
The old man lived in the Wooley Swamp way back in the gurgling woods
And he never did do
by the fireplace
Lyin' on my floor
By me in the bed
Tellin' me the same thing morning, noon and evening
That I'm all alone now since my man is dead
his head
"That's not risky that thought is dead, " he
Says "It's like, 'You know, I rhyme, too' "
Turning to me, Pharrell says
"I always call him
a dirty overcoat
At the foot of the pillar of the road
Propped inside was an old man
Whom time could not erode
The night was snapped by sirens
Those
niggas
Boy you know I'm dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
At 17, I caught me a felony
Influenced by the movie Belly
I got on all black just like
the takeover by the time she was 18 years old. Shaine was prepared to face her fears and learn the business; her plan is to take it to greater heights, she
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Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
that special way,
old school love, old school lovin'.
Ooh, old school lovin' is the way we should be lovin',
when you're treatin' me the way I like,
fake)
Is this love dead I'm thinking no way...
(There's no way)
Too hard to break like its a gold chain...
(It's a gold chain)
Remember when you were my
and Del
Check them out
Ayo Del tryna hide in the back though Mon'
Yo Del, yo Del get on up here man
(You feel me? You heard me)
Yo Del do something,
So over you is the greatest enemy a
Man can have and that is
Fear i know some of you are
Afraid to listen to the truth
You have been raised on fear
ah man, "The dude is dead as nails."
*chorus*
On Friday night, they crucified the Lord at calvary,
But he said, "Don't dread, in three days I'm gonna
say a word or I'll kick ya in the neck, bitch
Everybody round make way for the clown
Been to New York and L.A., I'm southwest down
Walked into Del
the
Grave to find where I went wrong
Everything I love is dead and gone
Every night I sing this dead man’s song
I got hell on a trigger
Got a bottle of Jack
my way
Like memories of yesterday
See all them leaves must fall down, growin' old
Fat titties turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab
Sores
my way
Like memories of yesterday
See all them leaves must fall down, growin' old
Fat titties turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab
Sores
Uh, I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving
and announced grease only my own end will finish it
Older than my old man now
He died at 63 that is way too young
Now you got to feed me now you got
ex-girl's dad is abusive
I felt "How could I be man and not do shit?"
I'm on the way there now, and I don't wanna lose it
But fightin' her battle's only
head
But now my flesh is dead
Put away the things of the body
So I can serve Christ instead
The old me is dead and the new me has come
You know
man are OGs
We make paper, grands!
Supporters, big up the fans
The only 'ting they're clapping is hands
Us man are major, got big plans
Us man roll with
cold. And so by degrees very gradually I made up my mind to take the life of
the old man and thus rid myself of the eye forever."
So I'm headed door
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