Lyrics:
not in cash,
I'm gonna file my claim!
I got the fever, ooohhh the fever
But not for gold in the ground!
I want to tackle to something vital
That
this life by the horns
You need to tackle them to the ground
Give you a reason to be born
Cause you can't be Tossed Around
Mama told me
You can't fall
the ground and thank the good Lord Jesus
And watch him run to grandma, cryin' on the dock
He opened up, every time he opened up
That old tackle box
He'd
not in cash,
I'm gonna file my claim!
I got the fever, ooohhh the fever
But not for gold in the ground!
I want to tackle to something vital
That
oblivion
Chasing you around like Cowboys and Indians
Baby why you so eccentric
Tackle me to the ground truth electric
Watch as our world moves from so slow
They're saying all these things I won't take this abuse
I'm hammered on my way falling down
I hit a nasty tackle to the ground
Now there's no way out it's
veins we'll never fail
Chasing dreams under the stars our story tells
Indonesian heroes ring the victory bells
[Verse 3]
With every pass and tackle
Coming up from the sound
It`s got you swimming around
Metal`s crushing your bones
As you hit the ground
No blood no foul
Back into the pool
No
tackle you to the ground and ask for another pound
And shouts it out loud man this thing weighs a ton
Even the house is done you're supposed to be having
drinking
And all you gotta do is drink some more
Bottoms up and go down
The laws of gravity tackle me to the ground
But she lifts me up; gives my step that
It's best this mess is part of the plan
The truth is moving under the ground
You're sure the steering wheel
Is resting in your hands
Tough
on the prowl
Said she got a rug it used to growl
Said she want my tackle on the ground
Foul, How
Can I pass on the wise owl?
The way she turns heads like wow
is a, proper, correct, ancient
Devil is a, proper, correct, ancient
Devil is a, proper, correct arm robber
Me no fear any obstacle
Stand for ground
though the world tries to tie me down
We could go some rounds
I can lap the weights chasing me
Trying to tackle me to the ground
I'll skip gracefully
to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by
I can hear you now talking to your friends
Saying "Yeah girls he's come a long way"
From dragging his
to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by
I can hear you now talking to your friends
Saying "Yeah girls he's come a long way"
From dragging his
a round house to the mouth
cnd a tackle down to the ground
“Is that any way to behave with your savior?” I'm taken into the bars of a vault
blamed
it, earthquake, run it back
Tackle ass to the ground, make ya heels click clack
She know I don't drink liquor, but she love the way I lick her
Make her
Killed Mike Brown in vain
Mr. Feel no pain (No pain)
Mr. Handcuffer (Naw)
Mr. Head Buster (Naw)
Mr. Tackle her on the ground
Mr. Head puncher (God)
Man I
left alone on the bus with my
Head on the ground,
In hopes that I'm found by you
This time around
The sun will rise soon and tackle the moon
from your coach
I'll show you the helicopter for the halftime show
Said, I don't need a helmet, you just want me to go
Tackle you to the ground and get
Stompin, the harder I march, the ground will break
I am, groundbreakin, like an earthquake, he he
Yeah, I run this shit, but I'll tackle it
You want me
gotten past it
It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your friends
But
chest
Then walk out and watch it blow into pieces
Or kick you dead in your Adam's apples, then tackle you to the ground
Stomping your face like Ajax from
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