Lyrics:
Late last night, lyin' in the bed, eyes red
Thinking, "should I get these hoes?"
Thinking, "should I cut they head?"
Late last night, lyin' in
weight for me
(Only trill niggas I know)
Hood nigga fuck all that red carpet shit
Hood nigga I fuck a red carpet bitch
I put a Rolls and a Royce on my
Well, I've been known to write a few songs
Lovin' and leavin' and gettin' too stoned
Bottle and a pistol by my side
The devil's always along for
A bottle of whites, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face
he's a big shot
Ride the bumper so I fly by and I call that a slingshot
I know im a big shot
I've just been dodging the headshots
This is a song for
Well I held her tight as the night flew by
I started to think I was a lucky guy
When I said lets go, she said no
And shouted out for more
Play another
horse just as the Red Knight had done. He gets on
Again and the two Knights sit and look at each other
For some time without speaking)
Red Knight:
For those of you who don't know about Ms
Pinky: We recently visited that
Colorful country Finland
And were met at the airport by
A gentleman named Erik
I want skin for my bed, spread
I swear the sky just bled, red
I buy, twitch my neck, bread
I'll take them to my bed, dead
I might've lost my
are colder than Sweden
So Boy Better Know that it’s gun season
Don't think I'm wearing gloves for no reason
Kill Devilman and dump him in Neasden
My
beyond this life?"
Like breathing on coals
The grey eyes glow red for a moment
"Hell" it says
"That's all?
What about heaven?
Redemption?
Reunion with
for the sky
Got the red dot on the moon
Imma take you by surprise
I'm on ground floor
But I am gonna take flight
Jets are runnin' heads I'm huntin
You
count of the songs I've played
While welcomed here, by now my soul is bound
Sometimes I get nervous here but hell I'm swayed
By the service of
The Red
There's something out there for me
Maybe I'll find it next week
Hope it's in this galaxy
Feel like I'm just scraping by
Life's moving faster and I
Don't
getting darker by minute, it's getting darker by the.....
Sam Cooke made a song that is still relevant. c change didn't ever come and I'm still asking it.
history’s so repetitive
A lack of knowledge can really become your nemesis
Let’s try and flip it for our benefit
Yeah
But this is not a love song
Yeah, this
belong
For all but one to sing along
She stands over there
In the corner by the chairs
With a frown and a finger on her lips
Spitting on the dancefloor
Red Dirt Girl
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin' on the front porch soaking up the shade
Singing every song
will sing my sweetest song to you
My roses are red
Broken by the frost
In the winter wind
My branches were lost
For this red rose
I will do anything I
am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang,
am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang,
to the mirror for counsel less
and less. Because of this my songs seemed to write themselves and I knew
my destiny was in my music but I was going to have
other friend
Asked me What does he know?
Vote for Bill Clinton
My daddy told me so.
So I said
Come one come all of you
Let's sing a song
I don't care who
quiver
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro’ the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey
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