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the streets
Side by side, watchin' hustles, now she blazed like the streets
This is for my women living in the struggle
Getting brought into this world
living man
And here I'll make my stand
With a gun I'll make my stand
He rode into the Comanchero town
Like a wild man on the run
Before he'd leave
Well, he came home from the war
With a party in his head
And modified Brougham DeVille
And a pair of legs that opened up like butterfly wings
of you by my side
Sometimes this life can be so cold
I pray you'll come and carry me home
Keep your head to the sky
With God's love you'll survive
a good floater
When I run for prez, you best be a voter
Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda
I watched Star Wars just to see Yoda
Or R2-D2 driving
living man
And here I'll make my stand
With a gun I'll make my stand
He rode into the Comanchero town
Like a wild man on the run
Before he'd leave
crawl home to you.
Your head is on the line, you find no other love
And I would go through hell for you.
Tell me, will you ever let me in
that new me will be alright
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the West
Still nobody in sight
So I turn my
a victim of a lawyer
Don't know ya, never saw ya
Tape cued
Gettin' me sued
Playin' games wit' my head
What the judge said put me in the red
Got me
myself I get lonely
Watching the clock on the shelf
I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older
All by myself
where you been
That's the way I see it I'm a Simple Man.
Now I'm the kinda man that'd not harm a mouse
But if I catch somebody breakin in my house
could see what you mean to me
Put yourself in my shoes
Walk a mile for me
I'll put myself in your shoes
Maybe then we'd see
That if you put
They'd chase her by the mail
She got picked up
And then was put in jail
Stroked the judge
Just to go her bail
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She
my wife
I would love you all my life
I`d do everything your precious heart allowed
Or we could make love love all night long
And in the morning
Fucking city is run by pigs
They take the rights away from all the kids
Understand that we're fighting a war we can't win
They hate us, we hate
comin' for my
Dogs in the morning and if I die by a slug
The death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn
Me? Gettin' blowed out
High, watch me murder
War, di war, di war!
It's the Armagiddeon.
Taking place in iration, in iration.
War, di war, di war!
It's the Armagiddeon.
Taking place inna
these chains off and run
I wanna lay my head where it's shady
Lord knows it's hot in this sun.
Hold it steady right there
the fire till the cobwebs filled my head
Next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the morning
In the middle of the old feather bed
It was nine feet high
with him
My Lord, my savior, don't judge my behavior, but instead
Take what's in my heart and put it in my head
See, I guess I really never knew how
sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?
Why didn't you just leave me if you didn't want to stay?
Why'd you have to treat me so bad?
Did it
car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I
I'm pinned down by the dark
Been fighting with my sheets and nearly crying in my sleep
Yes, I'm battling that well-told gripe, the most
from fools
Meanwhile some kid
Blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my hands
So here I am in
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