Lyrics:
the secrets we must keep
Hush, love
shut your beak
we must not speak
We'll elope in the night
a spineless man and invertebrate wife
won't we be quite
Met Mary Magdalene in a Twenty First Street bar
Her hair smelled like magnolias, she said she'd miss my old guitar
We drank a silent goodbye then I
The windows cracked on the Chevrolet
My cigarettes in the ash tray
The engines off and the radio's, down
So nervous my whole body shakes
The parking
to eat something more
than peanut butter on toast
and that the sunrise looked better on the east coast.
and you said "well david my friend you're being
and quotables
Call me nasty, say I stink
well hit the sink and hold your nose
'Cause I'm about as convinceable
as a bum in stolen clothes 'til they go
I'm writing a affectionate letters
With ink and a feather
Hoping you keep it forever
Read em on days
When you're feeling the weather
Just know that I
the biblical sense, girl
I want to get to know you on the dance floor I want to get to know you out by the back door I want to get to know you in the present
The forties was 'Good Lord, how much more?'
I'm halfway into the end of the chapter
And no ink left in the well
And no happy ending to tell, though
That’s medi-sing
My life is a video
I’m currently editing
Started in the hood
But i will move on to better things
These hoes think I’m David
They want me
from side to side"
So I said, "Mr Otis, if you take my advice,
You'll be the richest man in town
You gotta take that room that goes from side to side,
we'll stay undivided against all the odds
As the days go by, we won't get any younger
But our hearts are still hungry
Like an ink on my skin, our fate
tonight
Well I'm gonna keep moving with each passing minute
But if there's a future, I want you in it
It's the same alien, same alien here tonight
Oo oo
rocked out some old school Elvis and had em pouring in the door
Sang some songs about drinkin and led some David Allen Coe
Nailed some Hank and Merl
It's Kid Ink, yeah yeah
It's not that a lot that you've been saying, whoa
But I can tell from your body language, ok
Let's talk about it ('Bout it)
it's Simbi here that's had you listening
Well, fuck that bitch for now, you didn't know she had a twin, yeah
I've been in my zone, moving lowkey in
the gossip
You would think that I'm famous
The riff raff does not sit well
I'm like david - I'm blameless
I'm like david - I'm blameless
I'm like david - I'm
It seems the wounds will never heal
But under the whips and scorn of Time
Every Empire will decline
Soldiers in line and Gods up high
One by one they
What is going on and it's Michelle LA's 97-01
Radio is what you're listening to first
Thing I walk in the door and right
Behind me here he is Kanye
Well, Tommy woke that morning
with a headfull of rocks
and Sylvia was in shock.
The story they'd been faking
had frozen on their lips
and fallen
Lonely Man
Baby when I dream
Your memory is a scar
Written in black ink
Like a tattoo on my heart
I could flip a hundred pennies
Down a wishing well
thing bout me doubt me, bounty Saudi shout me
I'm sprayin it well, I'm playin the sell, 50 mill like David Chappelle
My paper propel, won't lay in a cell,
It was a miracle that turned into an interlude
Might sound crude if the system got it in for you
Tribes of aboriginals guided by these criminals
Gave
LEGACY
Words and Music by David Allen Slater
Copyright 2009, 2012 by David Allen Slater
SPOKEN:
I TOOK MY FIRST STEPS
OUT DA MISSISSIPPI DELTA
Him a heavenly sight, a host of the Lord's army
See there's more for us than against us, when we walk by faith not sight
We'll win every battle when we
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