Lyrics:
talkin bout You cause I just want it wit
You love me like I understand You wit
You gotta understand though gotta get that like Rambo
Gotta see you with
Walking home across a sea
Wandering through the Lonesome Valley
Where I used to roam
Counting all the new ways I have found to bleed
If I can keep my mind
run, they push and scream
And man can't man can't be onto me
Cah I'll run up on your block with Rambo out
Tryna fish down one of your G's (Ching)
These
that I'll see you no more
Come and sit by my side as I leave you
I'll not hasten to bid you adieu
As I die in the Red River Valley
With the cowgirl that
of fifteen floors
wait
so I put them in touch by the side of the source
don't crush pain course
ay
no four by four man I give it all
give it all
all
work hard to
Make more I can do bad all by myself
I ain't tryna play love games cause I can do bad baby
I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself
I can
of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw
have a hundred or more
Nola and I will be married and Heaven
Will bless with a boy and a girl
And we'll teach them true love can never be measured
By
I know you mad
I know you wish you could swing
I know you won't throw a jab
We do not think
Care what a witness would see
We leaving more than
though
Plus I grew up in Tangmere
Sauce anywhere I gotta bussdown Tan, G (Tan, G)
I grew up on rambo's
Fli-flickies, who would've thought would've
O, there will be peace in the valley for me, one day
There will be peace in the valley for me, I pray
No sadness, no sorrow, no more trouble
Ya bitch give me top it sucks to be you
No pun intended but don't want be a player no more
I need love can't fake it no more
Hop in my wheels pray I
my parents called me
I lost touch with the ones who were for me
The ones who would fast and pray for me
I was too busy tryna get more
All my edges and depressions
Only shaped by time
All the breaking, the earth quaking
As the waters rise
Pain is just a river forming valleys
every curse on me (renounce every curse on me)
By the power invested in me
I bring that beast to his hands and knees (bow bow bow)
No more sitting,
Homesteads of families and friends forever more
Haunting the valley below this sparkling shore
Surrounding the valley was a painted red line
Drawn by company
Satan is not by himself. And then at times we only say "Satan I bind you" but we must now say "Satan I bind you, I bind your angelic race, and I bind your
the moonlight, the mystery,
I've bade 'em good-by -- but I can't.
There's a land where the mountains are nameless,
And the rivers all run God knows where;
codeine, more lean
Gun pop, one shot, body drop, it wasn't me
Tell the cops it wasn't me, you saw me right? It wasn't me
It's not my M.O., see me I make it
the valley
The music dance and sing
They make the children really ring
I spend the day your way
Call it morning driving through the sound and
In and out
In the days when I was young
Going out, having fun
There's a place I used to know
Where I never more can go
c little house in the valley
Where
where they filmed Valley Girl
And Fast Times at Ridgemont High
And the day it's not there when i drive by
Well that's the day the 80's die
I'm going
and change man feelings
(Man feelings)
Talking grow yards, I've been in it (In it)
Crowbar, Rambo, scissors
Still hop out with spinners (Bu-bush)
More time I
Ok
Real as sci-fi
The villains drive by
Heat seeking heart stoppers
Can't escape if I try
The depths
Covered by creatures sidewind
Through the valley
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