Lyrics:
I'm too busy chasing that paper -it's true talk
And to say its over there ain't no good words,
I don't think anybody breaks up on good terms
So I'ma
I know you're trying to see me
But I'm kinda busy
She telling me she like my song
(She said she like my song)
She said she got nothing on
But heels
your heart
You could turn on your stereo and play your saddest songs
Sit by your window and stare out all night long
But if you look up you'll see
No more tears up in these eyes nigga
No more lies
Now I'm seeing clearer pictures
No more Henny
Now I'm drunken off them scriptures
Prayers up
Now
The music always kept us jumping
And it used to knock me down
When Smokey came to town
(And the miracles, please)
My favorite song was "Tears Of A Clown",
needs a break,
Climb a mountain or jump in a lake.
Some head off to exotic places,
Others go to the Galway Races.
Mattie goes to the South of France,
Yeah this song is dedicated in memory of mister Terell Alfago Davis
Mister Davis was gunned down at the hands of two Richmond County
Sheriff's
up and around by my shack
that things change around
pounding through the dust
and rusted crust of old mud
and new painted that pretty color
that
to be touched, John John
Bring the phenomenon, I cold crush
MC, inferiorities they froze up, ice cold
As we move on, saga unfold
Captivated by a saga
Pumpin her up with these songs,so so-long to all three
get O.U.T. but first let me get my thangs
The ho had bring me box with the lock that she was holdin
Special Guest Pete Roe on Trumpet!!! I'm going to play my dizzy visions from sea to shining C up above high C. I'm going to say my dizzy visions
She's got a smile that can light up the big blue sky. Sweet Sister Sunshine: there's always one more slice of her apple pie. Sweet Sister Sunshine: she
are in front of me
They make me
Want to get on tonight
This is a Ziggens song by the way
I'm at the age where I realize
The liquor store won't bring
when it was on
And I just fucking met Devin it was only our second song
Then I got with lily man that shit was fucking bonkers
I haven't spoken to her in
granite, initiate global panic
Harlem got me branded, rhythms jingle like bricks
These niggas face it or face off, give up or break North
My lines
know?
Russel rustles horses
No!
Greg greases gears?
No!
Dale?
No!
Phil?
No!
Quinton?
No!
Lesley?
No!
Ben? Sam? Tom?
No!
Jesus! This song's about
Here's my attempt to describe
How you make me feel so alive
I'll break it down one time
So listen line by line
Listen line by line
Listen line by
Step 1... step off to the dance floor
Step 1... step off to the dance floor
push (hey) ((push up on it))
(good god)
Push - lord (push, yeah) ((push
blossom in the market square
Do you remember I thought it was confetti in our hair
By the way didn't I break your heart?
Please excuse me, I never
stark raving mad
Break into the arcade, screaming and hollering
Anticipating putting twenty-five dollars in any machine, I was out of control
I didn't
it gets hard I keep up
Smoking all my weed by the tree stump, I need love
I need trust
But more than all of that I just really need a break
Maybe I
a very, very pious mule
When he sees a picture of a carrot he has a tendency to druel
On Halloween he tries to scare me by dressing up as a ghoul
He once
a chair we couldn't break
And the harp with the woman's head nobody would take for song or pity sake
The night before Christmas I cried with the cold
One day, one day, Sir
I was walking along
I heard that special
Singing a lonesome song
[Chorus]
Oh, let the Midnight Special
Shine her light
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