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And a butler came and answered the door
He just shook his head when I asked for her
And said, "She doesn't live here anymore"
But he offered to give me
knew it'd be warm.
At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told
talked to her about my baby
I sent a messgae to my mom with a name and address of Ms. ol' Grover
And to make sure he got that information when he came
and thanked him for his kind words. Encouraged by the interaction, it swam off with a new sense of confidence.
As Jack continued on his walk, he encountered
that's what mom talked about a lot
You see I lost mom when I was just past sixteen and I lost all track of pop
Mom said he got the name from me
I shook his
Standing alone by the edge of a river
He's traded his life for a glass full of tears
The bargain was quick for one's life is less dearer
When
us
I need you like we need us
Cos I’m just tryna find my way back tryna find my way back home
12 hours in the studio I’m tired
When Kwasi showed me
by,
Like shit happenin' everyday out there that you don't know 'bout
Every time you call home your baby momma show out,
And your partners don't even
Look he said he'll be home in no time
Just keep grinding and we gone be straight that's what he believed
Senior year my my homie blew out his knee,
Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist
And said, "Whatever happened
to drive, sit and park it with ya (c'mere)
We fought before we was hitting, shit, really off the liquor (bah, bah)
Let me tell you about my man, he made his
nights
Searching for his lonely way back home
He still cry's about her blue eyes in the rain
And his angel flying too close to the ground
And the magazine was writing about how the police were unkind to him
The judges were not fair with him
And how he talked back and slung his long hair about
one time I stayed home, his party got busted by the popo
It made me so so so so so so happy
He got grounded and the dance was this week (ha)
I never
the last mistake you ever make
Me I chop his head off from a rooftop
And race it downstairs just to see if I can catch his fade
Like groceries when I'm
the last mistake you ever make
Me I chop his head off from a rooftop
And race it downstairs just to see if I can catch his fade
Like groceries when I'm
bound
Trumpet in his jazz band, he touring
At home I play his latest recordings
And it's strange now how I do my thing now, I'm in the game now
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees
With a trapeze in his
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees
With a trapeze in his
home, far from his work.
Scrooge walked to his grand cold mansion,
He inserted the key in the lock of the door
And when he raised his head looking
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees
With a trapeze in his
walk on by
I might look you down, and I might say "Hi"
And if you come up choosing, I just might laugh
Say "Little girl check me out in about two
what his name was
So I could say thanks
Munching on the snacks
Haven't eaten all day
He never talked to me
But instead he gave me cake
This is the weird
secrets
Without to some wet pussy to ice the cake
So when his skull started bleeding
Imagine the comic relief
Who knows, maybe if he wasn't the seventh son
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