Lyrics:
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
Made in America, nineteen fifty nine,
Born down by the factories, cross the Jersey City line.
Raised on radio, just a jukebox kid,
I was
hard I go, I keep pushing (yeah)
The game so crazy, I'm in it like deep pussy (yeah)
I got chip from tryna get the whole cookie
Used to make
you're protected by a compassionate guard
We hunting for jobs, being hunted by squads
It's a small world, we want it at large
America's most neglected
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
We are conquerors, we overcome
The blood of the Lamb makes us victorious
We are conquerors, we overcome
The blood of the Lamb makes us conquerors
it up and attack, and get a robot commando
If I do it up right and put the head on straight
I'll be saved by the creature that I create
I'll get
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
to my brother
Hands up
I just pray to God I make it out
Stop kill di youth dem
Is my life not enough
Out of luck
If it's America we trust they
warm rays,
And the moon's cold beam
Will cast her reflection,
As I lay there and dream.
You know, I can't deny
- but it makes me so sad,
When I think
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
the sights
Smell the roses while we can
For another star has fallen in America
For a democracy to work
We gotta see it from both sides
Stop pointing
through music shit
It be some real thugs I grew up with
Phone calls from the feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they'd get home in a hurry, 'cause we
entertainment
And ideas but when we make everything
In China and not America, then
We're cheating on our country
And we're putting people in positions to have
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
Angelica
Sweet Angelica
Now in my silent room
I tend the flowers that I buy
As they slowly fade and die
Watered by the tears I cry for my Angelica
My
you're saving
In this photograph, who's this one waving?
I think you know, so speak up, amigo
It says here that by trade you were a fisherman
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, they say let's make America great again
Except for the slavery and genocide
When we killed all the natives and steal their tribes
working
Gotta keep the people working
In the bed of iron they cast the final weapon
Just to keep the people working, got to keep the people working
From
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
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