Lyrics:
old-fashioned
But I'd rather not
Search for love in a picture
And enter the ranks of
The girls in their filters
And I cannot judge them
Cause everybody
Wants
Words and music by jimmy nail
Can you hear it in your streets ?
Talk so cheap like tumbledown
Empty words and dirty deeds
Words so deep we all could
north
This town still sits on the mainline
Central Union Pacific Time
Steady as she goes by, keeping speed
Nothing here for the freight line, nothing for
losin' my focus
I´m makin' money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture niggaz we rushin' and still bustin'
Til
baby I'm wearing the smile you gave me
Woke up this morning dirty pictures in my head
Of you and me honey anda big feather bed
Temperature's rising
up and you be dead like your homie
But I, gotta redeem and get this cream by any means
I never been clean
Nigga, my whole click got dirty
From
How you feeling today
How's your life going by the way
We slip and fall, we crawl through some things
Until we learn to walk, when we get back up
Memory becomes uncertain more and more each day
Getting old as a price to pay
Dirty streets, roaring cars have never brought much comfort anyway
I'm never gonna change (never gonna change)
Smelling like Patron singing dirty rap songs
Tip-toeing in the crib like six in the morn
Every day
Made her face look toned
While her friends look stoned
In the picture they took together in the dirty mirror
All this photoshop caught you by surprise
these MC's our sons like Horus
I'm always taking shots like a Japanese tourist, get the picture?
Flyer than Keyser Soze and no exposure
I'm sippin'
I'm never gonna change (never gonna change)
Smelling like Patron singing dirty rap songs
Tip-toeing in the crib like six in the morn
Every day
full of dirty dishes
And a picture in a drawer
And a hairbrush on the table
And a hole punched in a door
And if sher were here right now
I'd tell her
and top down and bring it now
The lady knows that it's understood
The strutter
We jamming
Take my picture by the flame
The big fucking flame coming out
focus
I'm making money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture niggas we rushing and still busting
Til the cops come
work 'til midnight
I'm out of town, shorty very, dirty on the turnpike
My piss clean, I caught a case of happens to the best
The lawyer said don't
wanted you to care
I wanted to send you dirty pictures of me in my underwear
I wanted you to read me
Like I was a prophecy
I wanted to appear in
baby-makers
Off the anchor, wake up and smell the sancor
Bitch want to sit on my lap like I'm Santa in the VIP
Getting my dick sucked by a red-head with big
Yesterday she opened up, a book of memories and stuff
Bunch of pictures from the past, girls she knew and boys she smashed
Polaroids and old flip
fucked over?
No bad luck, no three-leaf clover
I'm a soldier
Have you ever been done dirty? Well, I have
So excuse me if I don't look that worried my bad
candy paint, sprayed by that Eddie
12 coats of that clear lookin' like some grape jelly
My paint's drippin' wet, my slab is superb
Park the truck
I'm just the paint
You paint the picture
What are you seeing?
What are you feeling?
And all my colors
For your creating
Is your rainbow
I feel your pryin' eyes all over me
U get so exited by the things U should not see
U been snoopin' round my dirty laundry
Peepin' thru my window,
her, you loved her, moved her in the crib
Hit by cupid, stupid, why'd you do it? Why be bother?
Why you holla? Three babies, three baby fathers
Get wise
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