Lyrics:
and ain't nuttin to be fucked with
It's dark and it's midnight the police in dead sight
Look through the fuckin' tunnel and I see movin' headlights
This land is your land, this land is my land
From [the] California to the [Staten] New York Island,
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream
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And I don't even write, pause
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Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below;
Following their footsteps through
This land is your land, this land is my land
From [the] California to the [Staten] New York Island,
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream
without you
Guess I'll leave a light on for you
I know I've said it before
Hate the sound of the closing door
And your footsteps walking away
But
night, without you
Guess I'll leave a light on for you
I know I've said it before
Hate the sound of the closing door
And your footsteps walking away
footsteps walking away.
But now my take-out food is growing cold,
And the candle's burned a hole in the floor.
And I'm still waiting for the ring
without you
Guess I'll leave a light on for you
I know I've said it before
Hate the sound of the closing door
And your footsteps walking away
But
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
your position, and back in the day, I was all by myself, I would rob niggas
Now my money up, I'm living large, nigga
Ain't no need to relive in
a night
And then by chance, over the loud music playing over the drunken chatter
I can hear your shoes tap on the floor walking toward me
I hear the clink
four in ya
One handstand on top of yo ninja
Crash it, doc stir the madness
'Til y'all outta work like Tony Atlas
Walking, cans in the laundry basket
all hustlas
Pushin' the product, connected by the narcotics
Hella melodic when NATAS drop it, I got it
30,000 feet out in the air, I parachute on ya
receipt, give your wallet with nine hundred bucks
To a retarded kid in a wheel-chair
Coming up the street
Walking up the main avenue
I'm passing you
distributed by side effects
Consumed, cocooned in antisocial trenches drenched!
Gridled between dense pillars of polar value lies
a grey so blueless it's got
your face
In mine anymore
The circle is now complete
The loser admit's defeat
You're taking it by surprise
No one will realize
You want what you can't
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
want to tell you a story about the last time I was in Portland.
The night before we played at the Long Goodbye.
I was walking on the street about
Wow! You'd kill for a spot by her side in the park on a day like this, I know it
Oh my! The trees and the sky and the sunshine, I'mma surprise her,
where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, driving by niggas in slow mo
If you white don't stop at the light, 'cause that's a no-no
Running through
bag I bag the road
Gotta pull in a guil bars for her
My girlfriend so crazy bad
Gotta renta cop fo her
I don’t roll with police man
I’m gonn buy a Glock
in your grave
Light work by lantern, I still call a shovel a spade
Giant panda, big grass all in my face
Walking with a Panther, going back to Cali
you're tasteless
Hit return and keep crying in ya momma's basement
hah
'Cus I'm living in your head rent-free
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Fuck man,
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