Lyrics:
to rapping, yeah who would imagine
Engineer to savage, they asking what happened
Like a rolling stone, had no satisfaction
Wore my heart upon my sleeve,
to be no sadder show to see
No doubt about it, satisfaction's guaranteed
So let the sideshow begin
Hurry, hurry, step right on in
Can't afford
I found an Ezra Pound
And made a bet that if I found a cigarette
I'd drop it all and marry you
Just then a song comes on
You Can't Always Get What
ol' possum I ain't lyin'
Eight track tape deck Blasting Jones Ernest Tubb and The Rolling Stones
In the beer joints and down by the bucking shoots
seems I can't let go
Every time you leave the room
I feel I'm fading like a flower
Tell me why?
When I scream there's no reply
When I reach out
and close
Don't need long, just wanna say, "I love you and miss you the most"
Oh, I know myself, my skin
Rolling stones don't crawl back in
Daddy's
about me doesn't make me mad (nah, nah)
I think they hating cause they see me when I'm rolling (yeah)
Man, I can't help it that they really doing bad
made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know, I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
can't even stand straight
Yeah, gon' pop more than one, start hallucinatin'
Lot of diamonds on my arm, look like roller-skate
My hood hotter than
Gangsta
J.I.D, whoa shit, whoa shit, whoa shit
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Please, please
Get off my dick, get off my dick
.40 my hip,
To treat y'all like a stepping stone
Though I ain't left no one behind
But we been down every road, done all we possibly can
I know we kept our hopes up
live twice
When you're gone, you're gone, without no bye
'Cause only a judge can give you life (yeah, yeah)
This is my advice, trust me, I nearly lost
to the salty sea.
And in Kilkenny it is reported
On marble stone there as black as ink,
With gold and silver I did support her
But I'll sing no more now
the hand if it's Toucan, but two can't play the start, get a new band
Rockin' wit you, get it poppin' wit you, wanna gossip wit you,
I don't wanna say I
poems
I gather no moss like a rolling stone
Case the Grim Reaper visits my home, nigga I'm gone c'mon
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
can't do rap
For it's Abstract, original
You can't get your own and that's, pitiful
I know I'd be the man if I cold yanked the plug
On R&B, but I
a the pass and no one else could ever fill your shoes
You sending me up bringing me down got my head just spinning around
Come on in get on out baby why
together
Progressions can't be made if we're separate forever
I hooked this funky beat with the loop and the feature
With the funky singing by Miss Vinia
Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing
Everybody get ready to lift up your glasses and sing
Well, I'm standin' on the table, I'm proposing a toast
that i've never kept.
CHORUS
Interlude by both Chad & Ryan:
I just can't seem to get out of this,
Pulling on the threads,
I'm always pulling
She wearing a pair of docs she's a contradiction
Like rolling stones can't get no satisfaction
New b in my bed she give me maddest action
Den mark get
lately i'm not feeling myself
Rolling down again
Been trynna stay Up
Dunno why can't
won't let you down
Count on me
I knew i was born to get big
Depends
got a brand new bag in '64
Feeling like Otis singing I can't get no
Satisfaction with soul
This aint the Rolling Stones
This will never be televised
money, but I can't blame, blame her
Because I'm a rolling stone, whip sittin' on chrome
Chain diamond stones, bitch givin' me dome (head)
I'm a rolling
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