Lyrics:
blow that rag down
Go-kart in my whip, you hear that skirt, I like them drag sounds
Drag racing, baby squint her eyes thought she couldn't see
She just
A child torn between destiny's, LeToya Luckett
I gave this my all, then what's left over is my luck, bitch
I'll show you where you goin' if you show me
hopkins, nigga
When my niggas pull up clean with
Them 30s and them things
That look like this, that look like this
Dope boys with ice on they sleeve
Eighty
see that my grave is kept clean
And there's two white horses following me
And there's two white horses following me
I got two white horses
through those troublesome teens
Growing up with ex-junkies is what kept me clean
But man, I played the edge on the boundary
Seeing how far I could push
I'm gonna ask of you
There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you
There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you
See that my grave is kept clean
can See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
And there's two white horses following me
And there's two white horses following me
I got two white horses
you could see beyond the smile that I'm puttin' on
This front that I'm puttin' up for you
I spill my soul into a microphone
With poems written in
can't be life, the ones you loved, the ones that left you
No this can't be right, I can't accept that heaven kept you
Your life is yours to make, if you
Another night in old St. Paul
Leaning on cars stealing gasoline
Might just be here forever
See that my grave is kept clean
Dead letter a hospital
controlled by this substance// The loneliness, having a home is what I mostly miss/ My only wish, is that I never sold my soul to opiates// I gave away my
All of my imagination
Even my self-preservation
Is yours in time
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter Furler, Steve Taylor and Phil Joel
©©2002
You can see that my grave is kept clean.
And there's two white horses following me
And there's two white horses following me
I got two white horses
their Lord, but I see that you are a people that are ignorant
And O my people, who would help me against Allah if I drove them away
Will you not then
last favor I'll ask of you
There's one last favor I'll ask of you
Won't you see that my grave is kept clean
Dig my own grave
Jump right in
Bury myself
Come back out
Clear out the dirt
Clean me up
How many times
I gotta do this shit
Dig my own grave
Jump
expecting Day to base his verse on data based on turds
My database said Day the basehead that day to base head
Is he dope? No
Who gave Day the base, ball is
This is ma way kid
It's a whole new lane
On a brand new wave
For a young nigga like me digging a grave
Get a funeral plan by the end of the day
Cause
am looking like a veteran
Popping my shit and i did it so slowly
I start with my wrist
All you see is the rollie
Im tired of niggas
That think they can
see that my grave is kept clean
And there's two white horses following me
And there's two white horses following me
I got two white horses
There's one kind favor I'll ask of you
There's one kind favor I'll ask of you
There's one kind favor I'll ask of you
See that m' grave is kept clean
Through hardships and countless wars
Everything that's mine is yours
No envious badmind
Caah parta my team
Round me every heart clean
Grudgeful would tun ah
a sigh that death threw
Taught myself and kept room
For my best, off the roof
Swung my hands, as her moods
Turned off day news
Turned off, they knew it's
thought I'd be something that you would forget?
The only thing you'll feel is all your regret
After they know all the secrets and pieces I kept
Of your life
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