Lyrics:
strings, get blackbird wings
And break us out of there
[Chorus:]
Hey Joey
C'mon tell me 'bout your dreams
Tell me all the sights you're gonna see
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
can tell by his charm
But you can feel this real love if you just lay in my
You drivin' fast in my mind
Girl don't cha slow it down
If we carry
Just an old country boy, wearing my Osh-Kosh boots
Walked by the trailer factory, every day on my way to school
And early on in life, the only
By the time I noticed her she was smilin' at me
From where I stood the mutual attraction was easy to see
Ten beers and twenty passes later the bar
the nights began to haunt me by the men that I left dead
Couldn't stand it any longer with this life that I'd begun
So I said good-bye to Jeannie and became
good tidings of great joy
Which shall be to all people
For unto you he was born this day in the City of David a Saviour
Which is Christ the Lord
the side of the road
But each time the devil's caught me I remembered what they taught me
In brush arbors by the side of the road
Old brush arbors by
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free
good to lie, even though I know you wanna cry?
Hey, if you were gonna tell it, then you should've everything instead of making me the bad guy
If you
hand
That's where I come to understand and learn
Where the cross don't burn
He'd tell me, "Money doesn't matter
Nor the color of your skin
You can
top that
They wanna censor me, they'd rather see me in a cell
Livin' in hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Now everybody talkin 'bout us, I could
told me that delta's brown skinned, akas' light skinned
And they supposed to be bougie, so they got white friends
First day of school, I'ma take you
Ferguson days on Castro
Wasn't no cash flow
But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
I'm good for your whore, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul
at the wheel
Tell me how, how does it feel?
So good to have equalized
To lift up the lids of your eyes
As the miles, they disappear
See land begin
see
The same damn eyes as a day old corpse
On a highway full of IEDs
Life is good!
What do you say to the guy on the street
Who wants to shake your
away
Just a bow shot away
Let me tell you 'bout a story now
A tale of glory and power
And I don't even know your name
But I thought I'd tell you all
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
home
Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown
And you're a good kid that need good leadership
Let me be your mentor since
a treat
Grandma would tell us boys Yuns better be good
She'd brake off the limb of a hickory tree just to make sure we understood
And Grandpa would load up
a good day.
Yeaa
Since everybody knows what it is that I need to do.
Well do me a favor, let me worry bout me and you worry bout you.
[Chorus:]
I don't
aunt's cribs
And borrow a damn dress and one of her blond wigs (can I borrow this?)
Tell her you need a place to stay, you'll be safe for days
If you
the one to the three
I met a bad bitch last night in the D
Let me tell you how I made her leave with me
Conversation and Hennessy
I've been
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