Lyrics:
And I'm tryna be your go to
Big bag bussin', faces so blue
Let your old nigga know he old news
Yeah, yeah, oh
You should, you should know by now
You
I was California raised
By the docks, In the school, in the playground
Only friends by my side
Lookin' for bugs and livin' the good life
Time goes
on the sidewalk playing your harp in the rain
*That's when you sing the blues
People passing by don't stop only stare give me a little time I say kindly share
But
to the man to keep him true
Come on friend whatchya tryin' to prove
Why do you sound like an old country song
No bumpin' or grindin' to electric drums
Play
to see the old is threatened by the new
Test the speed of our decline
Use the time to paint your Trojan horse red white and blue
While the truth gets
the grain
Tryin' to find a way to turn around again
Trouble in your heart will soon be gone
It's lonely blue, it's only true
Before the dawn
Come here
I choose my friends only far too well
I'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
With their government grants and my I.Q.
They brought
Rob lived in a box by the rails
Only thing he knew is you don't fail
When you live in a box by the rails
Don't comb your hair, don't comb your
Dear old lover
I hope you're fine when you're found by my letter
I'll skip past niceties
Discussing the weather
And get straight to it
My old friend
You all may guess now my distress lies near the Nightingale
Grief and woe that I must go to fight for England's King
I neither know his friend
I saw it for sale on Facebook marketplace
It was white and blue with a red tailgate
Side steps a 302 and four by four
Nothing more American than
Fear of black and yellow
Is pushing in the blue
Here, I made a willow
Traces of you
Crushing a piano
The pieces in the yard
I can see
Boy stop frontin let me put u on game
Dez pigs in da blue is da only real gang
Show me a street nigga pulling up on 12
Real hitta I’ll tip ya
Uh-huh, okay, murder!
Wake up in the morning, hit the porch and puff a doobie
Wake and baking got me coughing up a lugie
Make a quick by most
Cold empty bed, springs hard as lead
Pains in my head, feel like old Ned
What did I do to be so black and blue?
No joys for me, no company
blue
So please just stay with me my friend
I will be by your side ´til the end
I´ve asked a thousand times "are you really okay?"
But i look into
can't find the key.
I wanna party with all my friends,
Stay up with them until 2 a.m.
Then their moms pick them up, only at 10 o'clock,
Is this all I
question why it had to be you
Not just a homie but a friend to the end
But why'd you have to leave so quick?
I'll never see you again
I play this only
Dust gathers heavy on these roadways signs
That old car I drive is a dear friend of mine
And I'm burning through my life like that ash on this
go and pass you by
You only get one try
Lived in a hell, oh it was bad for my health
Now I'm left with hope that I'll find
Good old days seem to come
And landed on my head
This old cowboy limped out in the arena
Leaned over me and said
You gotta cowboy up
When you get throwed down
Get right back in
wither up one by one.
I got something that you never been told,
Gonna have trouble just tryin' to get old,
I got something that you never heard,
Come
Like an old one, a black and white one
Everything is strange to me
With no sound
Only an empty ground
It's like a Mad Max movie on a television
still right here with you
Healed and bruised
The only one I’ll choose
We’ll always be together
Stay by my side forever
A bond that can’t be severed
I’ll
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