Lyrics:
I let the rest of ya'll pen that
Insecurity brags and I've been that
V.I.P. with Lebron James, I'm in that
So, I don't need a hug from Hip-Hop
a smile to your face and a tear to your eye
Sing a song about the Heartland
The only place I feel at home
Sing about the way a good man
Works until
Once I visited my cousin, in Milwaukee, USA
She got boyfriends by the dozen, when she sang in a lowdown way
She was a positive sensation
The songs
in the good ol' days
We'll have a big hand shakin'
An' sit and talk together
Sit down by the river Jordan and sing our blues away
Oh you talk
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)
I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper
From a creek town in a blue gown To a rap crown, at peace now
When I rip a hit for the critics, you still can't admit
This white kid rips, when he moves
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
catch the tears you cry
I will hold you close and sing you by and by
Little bird, little bird
Are you blue, blue, blue
When you sing that song on high
and Crae got traded on the same night
Same conference same sermon by James White
The light of Christ is a blazing one
I'm evidence that His Grace is amazing
Think I’ll just sit here and sing these blues to you
I tried to go back home last night
The lights were off, the doors shut tight
Read your note by
on someway
By singing what I say, I'm singing
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
Come on everybody sing it
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la
of the road keep travelin' on
Every mile a ragged woe
Kings on the road keep smiling on
Play the guitar and sing the blues and cry
Play the guitar and sing
shout, bredrin, zoned out
He'll need a stitch up I'm lilo
But I look fly in my blues like rio
Nothing that a man can't handle
Even when it's all gone
on a tree
Like the skin on my knees
I'm standin' by my blood
Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
Everybody knows, everybody things, that
Blonde hair, blue eyes
I always go back to 'em
I love 'em, so I sing or I rap to 'em
I want them on me forever like a tattoo and
I love 'em so much,
can't seem to wipe this smile off my face
Life's a happy song
When there's someone by my side to sing along
Everything is great
We'll live happily
fit to use
I'll drink my beer at a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
I keep my nose on the grindstone, work hard every day
Get
Don’t wanna walk thru you
Just wanna talk to you
Under the monorail
Out by the docks so blue
Where all the plankton shine
With all their neon minds
to control my moves
But I sat back and watched the time go by smooth
Wise guy attitude these are bow tie blues
There ain't nothing wrong with a little sweat
studied rhymes
(from the greats)
By age twelve I was digging in the
Crates for tapes to rock to
Like Funky Drummеr by James Brown
It was nothin' more
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
producers, I figured out you losers
I knew my longevity confuse ya
Big paper game, come on run into these flames
Recognize the power of the royal king james
at the street
And this jail floor is hurtin' my feet
I got them lonesome jailhouse blues
A-watchin' my friends as they go by
They'd get me out if-a they
at the street
And this jail floor is hurtin' my feet
I got them lonesome jailhouse blues
A-watchin' my friends as they go by
They'd get me out if-a they
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