Lyrics:
Momma Made Sure We Remem His Death
And We Couldn't Afford Name Brands (Name Brands)
But Momma Kept Her Kids Neat
That's Why We Understand
shot that ricochets
Start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
From my
now I'm trippin
On MC's cliche, shot that ricochets
Start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good
now I'm trippin
On MC's cliche, shot that ricochets
Start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good
Rankin Road
North of Greens
Yea
Lets take it back to White Gate Lane
When life was so simple, man but how things change
Momma off of brain surgery
Because he's guided by
The invisible force
He drives a kooky green chrysler
Bad as anybody's porsche
He's a working class drummer
He's as strong
guided by the invisible force
He drives a kooky green Chrysler bad as anybody's Porsche
He's a working class drummer he's as strong as a horse
Me
Harvestman
These females of the desert, grow so strong by the right hand
But these cowards in the distance, sound like treason to me, friend
And I could not
ain't
You can't see, and you, you can't feel
And you, you can't love, so you
You won't heal
But you still seem surprised
By that which makes us more
Yeah
It's two motherfucking SS man
You'll never find a better man, yah
Listen
Life is just all about choices
News full of disappointment death
like I love you so much
But wishin', she gets hit by a Mack truck
Next time, if there's one I'll know
That most women strictly out for the dough
of the nation
Can't wait till all Fifty States Yes are Blazing
All... so legally enjoying the harvest of the sweet sensi yea mmhmmmm
I love it when it's time for
hollering at Bonnie, Courtney came with the love
We coming down, mane, blowing cuz in his lungs
'Cause I'mma candy sweet dipper, a big 'caine pimper
I'm
time for an accountin'.
Mom, I sure hope you're listenin'.
Sweet lady, I.O.U. for so many things.....
A lot of services, like nightwatchman for
Love and Memory by John Clare
Thou art gone the dark journey
That leaves no returning
'Tis fruitless to mourn thee
But who can help mourning?
It's the beginning of the end y'all
We got good in life, we got bad in life
We got night, we got day
Opposites attract, but you know what?
Death is
like I love you so much
But wishin', she gets hit by a Mack truck
Next time, if there's one I'll know
That most women strictly out for the dough
Twas in the merry month of May,
When the green buds were swellin'.
A young man on his deathbed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen.
He sent
do this Everyday until my grave, call it a death grip
The reaper's in my dreams as I sleep but still proceed under pressure
Never have I questioned my
Intro
Warrior for life, sweet reggae music again now good vibration ooh nanana
This feeling is so strong , never can get you wrong sweet reggae music
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
anyone can see my new celebrity is you
When Steve McQueen and bennie Green (34) and
Geoffrey Beane (35)
Tried handing Joey Bushkin (36) a laugh
Both
captivated by business
They call it Stockholm syndrome
The love is real but fake
I do chemsex, party and play
G on, cuddle puddles
Elon's Hall of Shame
Shady
place in your mind,
Where the light of understanding love,
Outshines the sun.
You know, sweet moonshine is not just,
Illegal whiskey.
It can also be
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