Lyrics:
as blue as air
You'd see me here in the fields and say
Doesn't the sky look green today?
But I wonder will the sun still see all the people goin' by
you can read it
I guess I've just only seen it in a red ink heart around my father's face
They've lived in the same house for almost forty years now
Now Lost John he walked in a woman's house
Crept right in just quiet as a mouse
The woman said, ""Lost John, take a chair
And I'll send the porter for
as blue as air
You'd see me here in the fields and say
Doesn't the sky look green today?
But I wonder will the sun still see all the people goin' by
home to an empty house
Sit around all by yourself
I know it might sound strange, but I believe
You'll be coming back before too long
Don't go back
I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire, I got a cobra snake for a necktie
A brand new house on the road side, and it's a-made out of rattlesnake
the passer-bys play my sweep
South-side, Sunnyside
Is the blocks I run, South Acres, South Park
Niggas all got guns
Over here we got this code Charlie, get
Monkey
This girl walked by she gave me the eye
I reached in the locker grabbed the Spanish Fly
I put it with the Monkey mixed it in the cup
Went over
the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when
I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire, I got a cobra snake for a necktie
A brand new house on the road side, and it's a-made out of rattlesnake
get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the rhyme
Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself
Checkin it out
here, shit feel like nirvana here
Crib like the SoHo House, I might stay in and grow out my hair
Tight circle, no squares, I'm geometrically opposed
the
preacher 40 miles from here in a bar drinkin beer.
She told me she was havin lunch with her sister. I was home cleanin up
wishin I didnt miss her. See love
It isn't you[00:36.45]You dance about like the wind of a cyclone[00:40.56]It isn't me[00:43.87]I do my best just to keep it upright[00:48.00]This
It's forty long years I have traveled
All by the contents of me pack
Me hammers, me awls and me pinchers
I carry them all on me back
Oh, my wife
Women peak at 40 and men at 19
I remember laughing my head off when I read that in a magazine
(I was twenty at the time)
Now I'm staring forty
niggas be kickin' in doors
One of my niggas ain't got no soul
One of my niggas trappin' out his house
One of my niggas trappin' out a penthouse
One
comets go whizzing by
And everything's shaking with a strange delight And here it is: the enormous night
And oo my eyes
They're lookin all around
one of them funky-ass beats?
My boy .. my boy .. my boy Ice Cube
Yo we got my homeboy Eazy E in de house
won't you tell 'em what your name iz?
(MC
We dumpin over you
We do walk-bys, skip-bys, bicycle-bys
Waterhose douse-bys
Bush-in-front ya-house-bys (yes)
Bein a rider is more than sound effects
only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side (yeah), only
I never fucked Nicki 'cause she
But OG said take ya little ass in tha house.
My big homey just got out,
Used tah be down now he's just crack ad.
He's bout hard as Darth Vada
In his
Mount Westmore is in the house, baby (yeah, yeah)
And we want y'all to know that we got pull (ayo, 40)
I mean that real pull
You know the plug,
to me
Come back, I need you in my life
I miss you, I miss you, come back to me, I miss you
What's up baby? It's been a while
You been good? I've
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