Lyrics:
the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch
It is sad to think that the first few
People on earth needed no books, movies
Games or music to inspire
Cold-blooded murder the day
That Cain bashed
The poor get fucked while the rich is still amused
And what's left of the Bill of Rights is pimped and abused
While the patriots actin' like kings
But
when I pay your bills
Maybe these facilities needed correction
Because I was shackled by language before I even reached them cages
My lock masked in
swimming holes
You and me dove off into the great unknown
We were barely gettin' by, takin' care of each other
Then I became a daddy; you became a mother
Disease or gangwars
Before guns there was swords and
They was killin each other
And what's changed to this day
Still killin each other
Killin a brother
Yeah, Zo
We be sending messages my bro got two of each
Need to get it how i live we ain't living cheap
Counted out myself, thought the top was out
picking berries when that crow flew above me
Carrying my lover so far away
Now each spring I lay a blackberry blossom
By a cold gravestone
to paint a portrait of
The beauty that I see
You’re heaven on earth, an angel
Sent from up above
You make each day much sweeter
That’s the feeling of TRUE
swimming holes
You and me dove off into the great unknown
We were barely gettin' by, takin' care of each other
Then I became a daddy; you became a mother
Was
swimming holes
You and me dove off into the great unknown
We were barely gettin' by, takin' care of each other
Then I became a daddy; you became a mother
need to ride a bus in to work each day
Nobody's fightin' for a parkin' place
You might get passed on the road by an old John Deere
But the rats don't
miss you; life will never be the same with you not here
Each passing day has brought much pain
But with God's grace my strength remains
I sure miss you,
us rock I have been through trenches while I am mobbing
Hear the message of the bench I will ride in Mercedes Benzes when I am paid
I pray one day I am
us rock I have been through trenches while I am mobbing
Hear the message of the bench I will ride in Mercedes Benzes when I am paid
I pray one day i am
That'll never happen, I'm the call all the shots
And climb up all the ladders, step by step, take my breath
She took it all away she let my lungs shatter
lemonade
Last night I just got a taste
Right now she stuck on my brain
I'm thinking she could be the main squeeze
You're getting sweeter with each bite
I'm
you get more hate than love!
No matter how good you are!
No matter what you do!
There’s always something to drain you down!
At the end of each day, give
dreadlocks got wet
ch man a listen truly and truly and true true
Wet dreadlocks
Ha ha
Rastaman don't laff pls come over and help me squeeze it
Jah
By
between us will there be much range
Though separated by miles our hearts remain close
I know I'm blessed each and eveytime you give me a dose of love
time it beats
Being away so far, this is why he weeps
Each day is harder, feeling tiny and weak
All day in the car wearing icy cheeks
Can't take much
for real
So She prostitute to handle all the bills
It was good, she had cash and started racking Up the stacks
One day she was at the club until she
Do away with the judge and the mug shots
Like we do away with the day when the sun drops
Clap your hands if you're tired of hearing gunshots
Or hear
If I stay broke much longer I’ll go crazy
I’m not who I was I’m what I made me
I need to get at least 24 checks each day.
Count it up. Call that
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