Lyrics:
Do you live in that big bright sky?
Do you live in that big bright sky?
Where the sun don't grow too hot in the summer time
The moon washes it's
me (smack dab in the middle)
I wanna be (smack dab in the middle)
Ahhhhh, smack dab in the middle, boys now
So I can rock and roll to satisfy my
of an eye
There's music in your head , and it holds your plans
Then handle be heaven wenches in your heart
So love the life you live
And live the life you
sound
Better groove to the beat better skank right out
Get moving your feet get mad go wild
Boy I'm straight from the gutter
got ma mind in the clouds
some fun
So we stepped in a phone box, And guess what we rung
Hello, Is anyone home? Please come to the phone
Down the Rose & Grapes boys, Three
world when you're the new kid in town, ain't it, Henry Boy
Well the North side is for diamond studded women subtly selling their wares
And the West side
only single
My whole gang from the sound side
We can buzzz you boys with the school ties
Representing my new style
I can fuck you bitch with a new
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be working soon
Please come to Boston
She said, "No, David, you come home to me"
And she said
"Hey rambling boy
Bless all the girls in the gangs on the street
They're looking for danger and they're holding their piece
Bless all the girls staying late after school
Long time ago in Bethlehem,
So the Holy Bible say,
Mary's boy child, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day.
Hark, now hear the angels sing,
A new
I found him by the railroad track this morning
I could see that he was nearly dead
I knelt down beside him and I listened
Just to hear the words
me (smack dab in the middle)
I wanna be (smack dab in the middle)
Ahhhhh, smack dab in the middle, boys now
So I can rock and roll to satisfy my
I know is one thing
Live life, one dream, started in the drug game
Where they never make it out unless you got a gun gang
Walkin' through my city but
Long time ago in bethlehem,
So the holy Bible say,
Mary's boy child, jesus christ,
Was born on christmas day.
Hark, now hear the angels sing,
run a trotline
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name
Just
Pardon me miss
But I've never done this
With a real live girl
What could be harmful
In holding an armful
Of a real live girl
Pardon me
world
You feel my eyes touch yours
So lightly now
You can't be there where I am
Cos I'm there al by myself
Location 999
End of the night
Hey girl
on the beat
Young nigga shit
Bitch, gang, gang, gang, gang, hrrr
38 Baby
Without no coat I was walkin' and meditatin' in the rain
Reminiscing about bein'
innin', just beat a life sentence
Anyone of you lil' boys on the yard, throw the coffee in your face
While your wife stick a knife in your kidney
Bitch
Who lives in a house like this?
Who lives in a house like this?
In number 69 there lives a transvestite
He's a man by day
But he's a woman at night
ain't no way to stop now
Go on live and get your ass pop now
Seem like everybody want an opp now
Leavin' him flatline
Slaughter Gang knife in
rock
Yellow brick squares yeah
Nigga I'm the wiz here
Can never fear
Fuck boy you just live here
Kill your kids here, put you in a wheel chair
And leave
Yeah
I go by the name YRNDEGRAFT999
I over came some obstacles
Riding from the bottom to the top
Can't live this shit twice
16 61
So a started with
You didn't love the boy too much, no, no
You just loved the boy to well, farewell
So you live day to day
And you dream about tomorrow, oh
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