Lyrics:
ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that
Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit
how to live, ba-by
We're luxurious, like E-gyptian cotton
We're so rich in love, we're rollin', in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in
the back forty like an outhouse blowing away
And live on the money that I get for recording this song for the rest of my days
and soothing syrup
And Grandpa Joad did die
They buried Grandpa Joad by the side of the road
Grandma on the California side
They buried Grandma
only here to live and die
In the futile days of a faithless haze
Never asking why, why would I
When I've felt the hand of eternity
It's a legacy I
into my head
No, you can't see into my head
And the roads are full of weapons
That slide by in the night
Tanks all covered in yellow mud
Pass you
I remember waitin' by the curb with Mr. Murphy
When daddy picked me up from school his eyes were red
We drove to the hospital in a hurry
Where my
the change and have a nice day
And live for the moment not by the past
Homie live each day like it's your last
All my life
I couldn't fit in like a bad
By standing in the road alone
Standing watching the fires burn
The northern sky it stinks with greed
You can smell it for miles around
Good old boys in
glow
To the crowded road
If the days weren't so precious
And no worlds where shorted wires had kept us
Things would be better than this
There's an angel
My heart is paralyzed my head was oversized
I'll take the high road like I should
You said it's meant to be
That it's not you, it's me
You're leaving
Look inside, day started right
A back road in a dirt town lives all time
The mongoose flies
The mongoose flies
The mongoose flies
The mongoose flies
I am a little beggar man and begging I have been
For three score or more in this little isle of green
I'm known from the Liffey down to Segue
And I'm
are full of space
To let your spirit fly
Live right by your own ideals
Beneath a clear blue sky
Time don't mean that much these days
But time goes by
Well, grey is the color of my world since you left me
On that bright and sunny, orange and mournful day
No more rainbows shining out my window
day, every day
And every sleepless night
And I say tell me can anybody tell me please
Which way is the road to peace
I want to know where can a man
I cross the Green Mountain
I sit by the stream
Heaven blazing in my head I
I dreamt a monsterous dream
Something came up
Out of the sea
Swept through
day goes by, little time machine,
I'm raking my brain over what it might mean
Just to claim the time and to turn away,
To make today today.
Who
alone
John and Linda live in Omaha
And Joe is somewhere on the road
We lost Davy in the Korean war
And I still don't know what for, don't matter
and watched as she danced by the fires
Through ancient songs did the tale unfold
They sang of diamonds that came from their mountains
The loss of lives mining
against my skin
Spread her wings and take my body in
I'll be gone by the break of day
Putting my misery on display.
And this road gets so cold
We kept apart and connected by the same stretch of road
Neglected the truth and refused to grow old
It started a stream but then the levee fell
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
sometimes it roars
Flies like the wind, waits by the door
And I know you know and that's all I need
When the light of day looks like night to me
When
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