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of the mill, run rotten gambler

Back on the road now, you can lose your head
There ain't no kingdom for the gamblin' man
You know the road now and you
of the mill, run rotten gambler

Back on the road now, you can lose your head
There ain't no kingdom for the gamblin' man
You know the road now and you
out of time
The devil's in the temple and he ain't no friend of mine

I'd turn things around
I would if I could
Crash through the gates
Break
of the mill,
Run rotten gambler?

Will the devil be getting to you,
As you look back over what you've done?
And what you've done: was it for reason or for
of the mill,
Run rotten gambler?

Will the devil be getting to you,
As you look back over what you've done?
And what you've done: was it for reason or for
time to go
You know the devil
He thinks he's got me
But he ain't got me
No

Goin' to get my baby
She in Chicago
Wrapped up with some stranger
rollin' mill was on fire. So mister Charlie said, I ain't got
time to fool with you. So the little boy stuttered too bad for him to
understand. So mister
too hard, 
Ain't nobody that don't get tired, 
Watch your troubles pile up big in your own backyard, 

Sometimes you've got to grab your world with
Devil had a daughter 
Took me to the water 
Try to kill me with a kiss 
Said hey now honey what about the money 
Said I ain't got time for this
(Everlasting, yea)

It’s so much bigger than yourself
And you ain’t but a tiny tick of time
And those certificates for prestigious graduations
On your wall
When
If you need love with no condition
Let's Do the Do honey I'm on a mission'

Ain't no mistakin', my body's shakin'
My soul's been taken
By a Devil
and begged god for mercy

Last night I told the devil where to go
You know heaven's got my soul
Ain't gonna listen to his lies no more
Last night I told
now
And I could show you how to make a mill right now

Ninth inning, bases loaded, I'm going for the grand slam
Tax free, tax free, I ain't giving shit
moonshine, moonshine to quench the devil's thirst
The law they swore they'd get him, but the devil got him first

Roaring out of Harlan, revving up his mill
He
garage
Gucci just copped, nigga I ain't got a flaw
Wet paint job and the automatic start
Semi-automatic if you try to play hard
Gucci Mane Montana,
the devil got him first.

Roaring out of Harlan; revving up his mill.
He shot the Gap at Cumberland and streamed by Maynardville.
With G men on his tail
(oh, the Devil and me) 
We're lookin' for trouble 
But I know the Devil and me's gonna do me in 
(Gonna do me in) 

Now, you can't know good, less
(chaa)
I got more bottles, than new born babys, for youporn ladies
I want you drink up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa)
Till I'm lazy and achey
moonshine, moonshine to quench the devil's thirst
The law they swore they'd get him, but the devil got him first

Roaring out of Harlan, revving up his mill
He
a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one - hit me!

Now once upon a time, not too
a paddle with a burnt-out fuse
My best friend Kimmy wants to go with you
So meet her by the sugar mill after school
My best friend Kimmy wants to go with you
There's a house on a hill
By a worn down weathered old mill
In the valley below where the river winds
There's no such thing as bad times
havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Now once upon a time, not too long ago
A nigga like
Well there was an old man who lived by the mill
If he ain't moved away he's a livin' there still
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye
There's a house on a hill by a rolldown weathered old mill
In the valley below where the river winds there's no such thing as hard times
And a soft