Lyrics:
Hung I was on the windswept tree;
Nine full nights I hung,
Pierced by a spear, a pledge to the god,
To Odin, myself to myself,
On that tree which
man a bank then he can rob the world
Grumpy as fuck… old dude yelling at the sky
Like being old and wise was a curse
Realize there ain't an old man
Yours come silly man cant grow look at your circle mek man go
Introverted kid dont trust no one learning quick like wildfires burning pricks the dash
The outcast never last
Cause they out of there class
Most get by with a nine to five
Trying to survive
In a rat race to stay alive
Dreams give a man hope
Cause
that he who has been successful
Should look out of for his fellow man, his brother
I feel that's my role, that's my job
I know when I was a kid
You
who you are
(Careful what you carry)
'Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes
Get along (get along), get along, Kid
of this life as kid wanting to be a man
Raising cups, raising hands, it was all part of the plan
His idealization of his manhood
This is what a mans
soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)
Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)
yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)
Got an S on my chest hahaha
like Tarzan
'Cause I'm a wise man here to teach and speak
And if you step out of line your up shits creek
So come with it, Kid Rock's gonna get it
capture
The hard work dedication
This man's come to master
Provide for his kids
Help them to thrive
A wise old soul
With the help of his wife
man
Stay up out my lane man
Man STAY OUT!
Whole world in bondage
We keep ourselves hostage
By chasing after vanity
We going straight to hell
And we
I mean you just hurting my feelings (man)
We got lives, we want to live nice too
We got moms, dads, wise kids just like you
But I ? a few, its hell
Dig it
Respect how I'm living kid
Here forever, word up
Lubricated joints, ribbed joints is bangin
But they still playing the hotel door man
who you are
(Careful what you carry)
'Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes
Get along (get along), get along, Kid
with care;
Supporting each man on the top of the tide
By a finger entwined in his hair.
The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies -
Such
man brawl three men fall
Bullets flew I had to drug my man behind a wall
Left a wet trail, delivered these slugs like air mail
Directly at the cat
One, two, three kick it
Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on
Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record
No tell what'cha all gonna
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune;
Back of the bar, in
a wise man like I’m getting coached by penny
And I do voices, Seth McFarlane, no teddy
Putting in the work man my eyelids heavy
Putting in the work man my
to impress, to continue to invest
Never coasting do your best, yes
A foolish man gets drunken from his victories
A wise man gets sobered by his losses
The side
For the Son of Man
Is come to save that which was lost
Ee-Hee!
Pussy-hole niggas become repetitive
Like a little kid
Using a new word
He just
shit, then shoot
[SX] Now if you missed the show you gots to feel this
Dreads on stage combine with baldhead kids
Now I'm the Hey-Baby man who
do
Don't test us
Come to the squad and let Jesus bless ya
Cause we're gonna preach the word
All day and night
Cause we walking by faith man
And not by
tasted love
So I took her by the hand
And a boy became a man
Once upon a lifetime
And once upon a lifetime
You hold the Queen of Hearts
And if you gamble
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