Lyrics:
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon,
Sittin on the front porch cooling in the shade
Singin every song the radio played
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon,
Sittin' on the front porch cooling in the shade
Singin' every song the radio
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon,
Sittin on the front porch cooling in the shade
Singin every song the radio played
him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me
Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam
sisters and brothers
And all of their babies
Police brutality
That's some back in the '80s shit
But it's goin' on right now
Swear to God that's the latest
Well I see you little sister
On your red bike flying down the road
Wind in your hair
Looking back as you go
The sun is shining down
There's music in
Daddy read your letter mama
Things that you said hit close to home
Sister couldn't stop dad from crying
20 years together now his alone
So all alone
you?
Oh 'Merica, the way you try
To paint us red and blue
We're just passing through
OooOooOooOoo
Oh, what a view
A fa-a fa-a fa-facism
Roses are red and violets are blue.
Love is blind and I don't know what to do
With me you see that I have no fears
But when you leave me, all I can
Guided by the strange birds with blue feathers
Sometimes depression visits and that's when I use my wrist as a canvas
And let these powerful emotions flow
Verse:
Dad was leashed for a barefoot walk
By a dog that was feeding on his soul . . . . deep and blue
Mumma swam but lost sight of land
Swept
you
I gotta find
Find it in me
Find through the place where my spirit is free
Coloured by blue
Brown and then green
Pictured as mountains with
Rocks
tip - a spire!
c newborn rainbow born into a half-born quire of sound!
Where my sisters and brothers are hanging ‘round, and bound by the blood
At my sister's house last Sunday
This is Monday and I'm making pies
I'm making pies
Making pies
Pies
Thursday nights
I go and type
Down
She is a weaver
Through her hand the bright thread travels
Blue green water, willows weeping, silver stars
She is my sister, the baby born when I
Hope to God for mercy
And next time don't be a liar
Be for real,
Cause a real nigga never dies
Now I know who love's me
Just by looking
to help you up
Are you the man you thought you'd be by the time that you turned thirty-three?
Are you still a bullet in your daddy's gun?
Don't forget
after you
Listen what I'm saying to you Run
Run Devil Run
By a swamp in Alabama in the cold in the damp
Sitting reading by the light of a kerosene
down to my corduroys (La Flame)
Got bottles by the cases
Pussy by different races
I had to get her right
That pussy changed my life (straight up)
That
And bit by bit
I can see the target
I've got to try to hit
Piece by piece and bit by bit.
I tell you sweet singing sister
Gonna love you till I'm
I got choppas got the choppa
With the beam this ain't real
You ain't real this a dream
Ima stack it very high by any means
I be balling
Should be
there's only one thing to do,
Bye baby baby bye bye little darling, and now she's flying blue,
And I'm sitting down here by the riverside,
Watching
yeah)
What time we takin' off today? My type of stress (stress)
I send them boys by, but surprise they gon' collect (ooh, yeah)
Ain't seen your ass in
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin' on the front porch coolin' in the shade
Singin' every song the radio
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