Lyrics:
You ain't snapping with that plastic (Huh)
Read light his life stopped during traffic
Headshot after that you know what happened (You know)
Hung up
my tongue still hung in my throat
He was hitting just about a hundred and ten
And he said
Man what do you think of this boat
Well there was two semis
That long gray beard hung down to his chest
Ol' long hair was always a mess
And the laugh on that man, I'll never forget
You could hear him from
down by the crawdad hole
Oh well a yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah baby mine
A well you don't miss water' til the well runs dry
You don't miss
Was infatuated by your feng shui way too fast
I told you, that I really need you
I ain’t fit to survive if I ain’t near you
Adaptation hasn’t worked
on her man, you hung it around her neck
But it's alright no one ever taught you how to keep your dreams in check
And the things that make you dreamy, well
I had a man, who's good and kind in his way
Yeah I had a man, sweet and kind in his way
Lord, he died and he left me
And I sing the blues on every
Debbie, Debbie this is Jinx my man" (Whassup baby?)
I went to the closet, hung up her coat, put up her hat
"Yo Jinx," "Whassup?"
"Later nigga, I'm
(Well boys we hit the jackpot this time)
(Let it go)
(Got to let it go)
(Orkin man I ordered pest control)
(Yeah)
Know it's time you gotta let it go
me
I've got bad news on my mind still nothing good to say
I try and forget whats really goin on
Day by day
May as well keep on walking
On this road
When Jelly Roll demanded his name
Hail, King Porter
Well, the man responded "Porter King"
(Dig 'I'm)
By order
Well, Jelly lef' th' city, but he wrote
, by-by-by, Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah!
[Jamal-Ski] {best guess}
Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em
Come follow me the man me work for the mic
They
When you don't care where you are
It's the wrong day
If your looking for sober
You can find him hung over for the kids who love to dance.
on the North End Road
I been around, the curtains were closed
And I'm stung by love, stung by love
Baby, don't care about me
I got the growing man blues
Can't
then we went and hung out at the mall -- the mall we talk till I'm blue in the head 'cause we as well be dead we talk till I'm blue in the head van horne
Wntr time muse, wntr time blues, you that
Me more Born To Die, she more Honeymoon, we that
Copped some UltraVine, might just spend the night, who
off the mask and hung up my old ways
And I don't let my past keep control of my pace
And I sit back and laugh when demons try to brace
I'm moving
on my love
She blew him a kiss and she hollered "Bravo"!
As he hung by his nose up above!
He floats thro' the air with the greatest of ease
coulda man we come for feces
She like blue and I like red and we magenta in Venus
And When they call Im getting head ill pack it up with my penis
And if
Now old Jack Johnson
He was the toughest man in the whole wide world,
He used walk around whoppin' people up side the head
Makin' all sorts
and here we go
The bass drum dancin' through to get dumb
Girls on my tip doin' flips because I'm well hung
Never been a fan of yours, vapors say my game's
OF LOVE
(Dallas Frazier - Clarence R. Selman)
« © '66 Blue Crest Music »
4-0-33
(Earl Montgomery)
« © '66 Combine Music »
Well the two new people
hiding and
Snatching off them white hoods
And dawning on a blue cap
Surround me in my own hood
And expect me not to shoot back
HA
Forcing déjà vu
By
you're a lawyer or a texas oil man
Or some waitress busting ass at some liquor stand
If you got soul we hang out with people just like you
Well my
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