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Rosetta Stone Got one in the chamber Cock it then I let it blow Don't bite the hand that feeds you But always speak your soul Real men never bite their
thinkin' that you feel the same way Or is it just my imagination that get runnin' away? If you ready to ride, girl, c'mon, let's roll G-5-5 fly, ma, let's
a Rolling Stone So Lord have mercy on his soul Lord have mercy whichever way that he rolls Too old to learn Too dumb to know It's a sin to turn your
fills with black stone Heart been attacked hard to unpack I should have known the red flag Far away (There is red flag) Enough with white lie (There is
to do it You got yourself into it, you blew it You egomaniac, I'm a brainiac You came back with a stone cold plain attack Your rhymes are weak-wack, how
It's the story of a rider of your boy behind the wheel My first couple of times was in stolen automobiles Doing it for the thrills, addicted to how
eap as t hey s ow We r eap as the y sow I'm gonna kill your Father She sleeps with dark raven wings enfolded Whil e Bacchus is to r n by the Nymphs
gon' be corrupt Pullin' heat when he roll up and he killin' for the street that he throw up Little nigga get killed by police, so what? 'Nother nigga
And you couldn't be hard if you wrote your rhymes with stone Any criticism take it to the crib for some ism and twist em I shine like ?pea-fogs? in
the flame of ever-life (yours to breathe and breath the pain of living): living BE! Here am I! Roll the stone away From the dark into ever-day.
Woah oh all through the night nothin' to fear when Jesus the light (Yeah yeah) Roll them stones away I'm free my king is alive Yeah my king is alive he
You're the son of that Indian scum If you value your hide then you better abide By the white man's rules here in Cherokee Bend. Daddy didn't like
come they won't I will bear your name Carve each letter in stone I will be your watchman Steadfast and true Until the ground gives way And takes me too
breathe in or breathe out And you're drifting alone, losing control And in an abyss of falling stone Belcebú tears your soul As the waves roll by, you sing
gotta roll the dice like what you supposed to do You up that Glock and send some shots cause people tryna slide at you You duck your top when it get hot,
run, run your hide away run, run, sonny, run your hide away run, run, sonny, run your hide away (you lied to me) run, run, son, son, hide away run, run,
come down Look away Mama close your eyes Lift your weary face up to the sky Look away Mama don't you cry You know every mother's son was born to die I
bring a change Now your love comin' back Like the water all around me This feelin' here inside Is risin' like a tide to the sea Take me away
Well I was born too late to be a Rolling Stone I don't know Jerry Lee I never me John & Yoko Standin' with a strat, I'm rock 'n' roll's bastard son
who you know can control the globe Walk in His holy home, walk down a lowly road Roll where the stones get thrown at ya dome Cause you made it known
You can't live by bread alone, you won't be satisfied You can't roll away the stone if your hands are tied. Got to start someplace, baby, can you
it a day Get the hell away Go down the cafe For a cup of real tea By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool Who sells papers in the rush
As the circle forms tonight And I take my place to execute my "right" Call the filthy ones into my sight Bring the sinners one by one Stones
While Dave, the Rave hit the rock 'n' roll riffs Yours truly strummed away with a slightly limp wrist On the road Everyday is when I can't get used
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