Lyrics:
I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long.
Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song.
So while she lay there sleeping, I read
debt, bitch take this Uncle Tom
The hate be so real, the love be so fake
I keep a blower for the lawn, I fucked the evens and beat the odds
Baby, you
(Worthy) I'll exalt You evermore and sing (Worthy)
Written by: Graydon Scholtz, Tom Paxton & Hilton Greig
[Intro]
Got to let this woman know its real
Exactly how the rudebwoy feel
Oh baby, Oh lady (a big bad rhythm)
Yeah
[Chorus x2]
This one
another one of those glory days
where it's important to remember what Bob says
What does Bob say
Oh, everybody's gotta love today, gotta love today like
*Taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"
*Written by Bob Geldof
respect
But the OPD, found it hard to accept
I got jacked by the Task and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put
coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
intro: This is one of those songs you can clap along too...
[Slug]
Hides the eyes beneath the bill of the cap
Walks amoungst the flies that hover
to miss me when I'm gone
[Chorus]
I can't imagine growin' old with anyone
Marching to a different drum, I hear a different song
I swear I love 'em
He took a sip from his can, and asked me if I had any songs by a man called Bob Marley
I said I did, started to play one and he sang and danced along
Look what Jim Crow's done and gone
Went and changed his name
Don't know what he's going by these days
But he's still actin' the same
You can call
That picture hangin' on the wall
Was painted by a friend
He gave it to me all down and out
When he owed me ten
Now it doesn't look like much i
Hello friends, This is Stompin' Tom Connors|And I'd like to dedicate this song to that old Alberta cowboy himself|Wilf Carter||(yodeling)||In
my nigga
But you don't have to follow me my nigga
Oh yeah it's still love my nigga
And I ain't gon' stop just because my nigga
?Daddy Paxson? always
Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)
say you've had
Quite as good a time as it first seemed.
The reality of me is not what you write love songs about.
You'd rather be longing from afar;
no pe
From the nashville skyline
Girls in south country
In this world gone wrong
So here's another love song
[verse 2]
We came a long way baby
You
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
with you, nigga?
You a fraud, just a fib, my nig', my nig', uh
Oh
You know I never did you wrong
Even though I'm right here by the phone, dawg
You
to calm down
Unless you want to get me skull askin' me to take my hat off
On ill raps, I spit as if I had a bad cough
This Craig nigga stole a style
Words by Iword and Bob Marley
The heigths of great ones was not achieved by sudden flight
but they, while their companions slept, toiled thru
had excuses, those little boy lies
That she computed by watching my eyes
And told me firmly
She couldn't stand it, I'm bad on her heart
She
the first line when I pray
I know life is never fair so i play by my rules
Got my head up in the sky now I move like I'm flawless
Tom's got too much pride
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