Lyrics:
well, you work real hard
Till every pot is sold
Salesman, as the years go by
People changin' every day
Hey, Salesman, till the end of time
You'll be
(Salesman)
People changin' every day
Hey, Salesman, till the end of time
(Salesman)
You'll be living in the same way
You always wear a smile
You love
I was on top of the world, living high
It was right in my pocket
I was living the life
Things were just the way they should be
When from out
Knee deep in sewage
Maggots burrowing through my face
Blinded by disease
Waiting for my living death to end
Slicing teeth
Infectious chewing
to be Malachi Constant
I thought I came to this earth
Living in the heart of the moment
With the riches I gained at my birth
Here in the yellow
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin" players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got
If I could travel back, way back in time
Early 1800’s, before industry prime
When horse and buggy were the transportation way
And months of dusty
Everyday they pass me by
I can see it in their eyes
Empty people filled with care
Headed who knows where
On they go through private pain
Living fear
You bring out the best in me
Through every day and every night
You prove that you'll be by my side
To the end of the line
To the end of the line
and pain
Knowing no one needin' someone bad as me
And she told me as I held her trembling hand
Walking slowly how she'd never known a man
Living lonely in
you're nailed to the cross,
By your feet and hands.
Living on the edge of time...
You, living on the edge of time,
Living on the edge of time...
You,
The answer right in front of me
Blinded by my selfish needs
Till I finally sang to the
I was lost without a prayer
The day you found me there
But now I'm
think about it nigga, life or death
Life of a cracker
I’d like to hang you by the neck
Do you wanna see the boys in jet
Or you wanna see them runway jets?
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
You know I've heard it said there's beauty in distortion
By some people who've withdrawn to find their heads
Now they say that there is humor in
on
Jump in the fire
So come on
Jump in the fire
With hell in my eyes and with death in my veins
The end is closing in
Feeding on the minds
may
(I love you)
Look at me now sittin' all by myself
Face another sleepless night all alone
All I look forward to is lying here living this song
I
Power of the dragon protect us
At journeys end you make your stand
Weapons in hand they fought hard and long
At battles end they heard a Valkyries song
I
86 summers gone by
Bambino put a hex on the Bean
We were living on a tear and a sigh
In the shadow of the Bronx machine
Man, you could feel it
[Chorus]
Love don't really matter no more.
That's the way it seems.
It just doesn't matter no more.
Living in my dreams.
Memories of all
Other arm taken up by the waist of Kelly G
Got my big high boots so I seen a bit taller
She wouldn't look me in the eyes, but I think I'll still call
these hoes
If you slip and you fall I got you my nigga, hold on
If you right or you wrong, if you riding come on
By the end of this song, can't be hiding
There once was a familiar face
Battle scars in disarray
A simple man, power drunk
No worries of living, no more anything
Deep inside I've seen
Lord God, with your name we raise an oar
By cross and empty tomb
You broke the law, desperately shattered
Darkness turned to light
Your sacrifice
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