Lyrics:
Turnin' blue in the face,by holdin' his breath
With the white cloud bullshit stuck in his chest
But then he tried to stop,but it never worked
was Stopped by a stall
Had to people check to make sure no Emotions involved
What goes around comes around and That's beautiful
A year later what I
touched my hand
And your warm breath on my chest didn't melt my heart
We spent twenty years apart just running from the blues
'Cause I looked into a window
I'm mean
I cared so much bout' her that 2 years later I still care of her
So please excuse me If I can't trust anyone no more
I'm driving so fast
business and devised a plan
Made a CD then he hit the block
Fifty thousand sold, seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone, uh, three years later
Stepped out
business and devised a plan
Made a CD then he hit the block
Fifty thousand sold, seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone, uh, three years later
Stepped out
criminals! I've got to put you straight
just like I did with my old man twenty years too late.
Your bread and water's going cold.
Your hair is too short
Class X felony
Rottin' in Cook County with rapists facin' forty years
He'd be lucky to get a twenty-piece
My conversations with him were therapy
by the Indian leader fell upon presidents on high
If elected in a year ending with a zero, in office, they will die
In office, they will die
Well, it
Underhill fills the till
Spare change for playing Coltrane
For Careless Whisper a twenty dollar bill
Woodshedding on his Selmer
Took him years to make
Johnny lived with a grace and glitter
Kind of like the lives he lived on stage
Died in a barn in pain and bitter
Twenty-seven years of age
Why did
practice Olympics
Years around for several years
But Jim Thorpe was out there
Playing baseball. He didn't
Try at all for the Olympics
But Pop Warner got him
fist fights to drive bys
I be out there late night and I'm might die
So when I'm gone say goodbye to that white guy
I dedicate this to the hags
lips and not think of the time[00:43.14]We got away[00:45.02]On your porch painted blue[00:47.52]I fell into you,[00:50.49]But you were gone by
there
It was twenty-nineteen when we brought in the year
I told here 20/20 baby my vision is clear
Yo hitters is queer they ain't been out in the field
promised her and gave his word
But instead he broke it, along with her world
It's the same old story
Twenty years later
She said sorry
For all that
we must
Fulfill!
Now, it is my privilege to introduce our distinguished alumnus
Who wrote that song here twenty-five years ago
Whe great
be
But twenty some years later I'm still grateful and surprised
By the little gifts that David gave to me
I knew this guy before I wed
He had
eight years ago just had my mama laptop
and a blue snowball to record
eight years later got flown to LA got a bag and a half and booked some shows
seven
a feature, get some money
Stop the fiendin' (Stop the fiendin')
Was in the Gram year round, same shit
Repeatin’ it
This that Gram House Blues, real shit
Real
fucking feeling it
(When I’m fucking feeling it)
I get up in my feelings and
I start caring bout consequence
(Consequence)
In 20 years I’m losing all
to her and only knocked when I needed my grip
Twenty-two when I quit drugs, but I stuck with the 'biss
Three years later I'm on top of my shit
Producing my
A weak later the same shit - I doubt it
I'm grown now, mommy, don't even worry about it
(In 20% of child abuse cases a spouse will be involved in)
[
Langston Anderson would cap
'Cause my jacket didn't have a brand name on the back
Years later, this lady took me to her apartment
It looked like the Macy's
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