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High five! More dead than alive
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills
High five! More dead than alive
Rocking the plastic like
soon
With my demons, gang gang too much kills, (too much kills)
I’m sick of world, she got catskills aye
I’m feeling demons in my head
I’m feelin guns
the heat in the Hamptons
With my baby by my side
And I want to climb up a mountain
See the Gilboa skies
Find peace in the Catskills
Catching a New York
at stake
She came down from the mountain
Blue Catskill sky above
She came down from the mountain
She came down from the mountain looking for love
Getting
Catskill that made things a little hazy
He was sweet, but he was sloppy and I wrote him off a while now,
But he creeps into my brain every time it starts
Eating honey from the Catskills
And I thought about you
Haven't been in that neck of the woods
Guess I'm long overdue
Getting hard to leave
tannin for hides
For the tannery on Pocono Creek
Smokey Joe…they know my name
From the Catskill Mountain up to Lake Champlain
My invitation must be lost
They say my flows hit harder than the six drill
It's been a long night I need me some Advil
I'm on the road now rolling through the catskills
I'm
A 46 mile run down the mountains
To the Hudson, at Dutchman's Landing
Catskill Creek sleeps by orange hawkweed
Its bed a wreath of mountain laurel
Dare to dance a tango
Dare to do the Cha Cha Cha
Dance up in the Catskills
Or Dance in Arkansas
Dare to do Fandango
Dare to do the Swing
Dance over
Hedges drink the rain
Coffee clogs the drain
The lightning blows
The dreamy Catskill flows
I have a wife
And a new baby
And a new house at the end
Killing yourself to live
Just another day alone
Fighting the hard roads
Pushing the heavy stone....
Up Slide Mountain
Down Catskill Creek
In
the fog that rolls
Off the catskill mountains
At the break of a brand new day
But apple cider and pumpkins
Strawberries and corn
Make the people
The Catskill ladies sing this song
Hoo-hah, Hoo-hah,
Sitting on the front porch playing Mah-Jongg
All hoo-hah day
Oh I'm Melvin Rose of Texas
And my
the fire
With my love right here beside me
We got time to kill, Catskill
Sweet by and by
We got all our love, the sky above
The twinkle in your eye
the fire
With my love right here beside me
We got time to kill, Catskill
Sweet by and by
We got all our love, the sky above
The twinkle in your eye
the white man
Keep cocaine upon my nightstand
I'm a lowlife
Ain't never hung out in the Catskills
But I've been to jail in Nashville
I'm a lowlife
I've got
upon my nightstand
I'm a lowlife
Ain't never hung out in the Catskills
But I've been to jail in Nashville
I'm a lowlife
I've got a dirty mind, a gutter
or get something, 'cause your going to want to
Lamp, after you hear from me
The Tip from Quest my DJ's Ali
Say it from the Catskills, to the Soho
Listen
DJ's Ali
Say it from the Catskills, to the Soho
Listen to the words they say on the Promo
To the bewildered
Let it be said
I'll mix you up more
Walking four corners of God's country
Group calisthenics in morning fog
Catskill views, cats still yawning
Few hundred miles from hot garbage and smog
"Ladies and gentleman in this corner
The champion of champions
From Catskill, New York iron Mike Tyson"
And in the other corner the lyrical champion
a price on my head
At first I can't sweat it but my little man got hit
We had a lotta thrills but now he's buried in the Catskills
Rumor has it, that
on the hush-hush
Don't touch or feel, it's real, showin mad skills
Hotter than heat, yet colder than the Catskills
Don't play the yard, fake Gods ain't got nuttin
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