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So will I
Watch the world roll by
From my hole
I'm gonna let the bad times roll
I'm gonna let the bad times roll
(naww)
But my birds fly higher your coupe drive
By but my coupe drive by ya
Im higher than a kite still
Lookin for a lighter
Can't get no higher still
Watch the world roll by
From my hole
I'm gonna let the bad times roll
I'm gonna let the bad times roll
It's not a big place sittin' up high on some hill
A lot of things will come and go but love never will
Oh, I'm proud
I'm proud of the house we built
because of your good words
You will not be saved because of your good deeds
You are saved by Jesus Christ (yeah)
I'm a county jail revival
I'm
I lie half awake, late at night
I reach out to touch you
Feel you by my side
And I reach, and I reach,
But I never get to feel you
Will I ever get
will remain the same
[Chorus]
See sometimes I gotta tell myself
(I'm a bad man)
To keep surviving
And no matter what the cause
(I'm a bad man)
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The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading
Gotta do what I gotta do
Yeah
Uh, all my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled
By
But until then
See everything will remain the same
[Chorus]
See sometimes I gotta tell myself
(I'm a bad man)
To keep surviving
And no
will remain the same
[Chorus]
See sometimes I gotta tell myself
(I'm a bad man)
To keep surviving
And no matter what the cause
(I'm a bad man)
and a sexy strut
Wanna get it poppin', baby? Step right up
Some girls, they act retarded
Some girls are 'bout it, 'bout it
I'm lookin' fo' a girl that will
Away from the city that hurts and knocks,
I'm standing alone by the desolate docks
In the still and the chill of the night
I see the horizon
'till quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?
You'll be older, too.
Aaah, and if
make it (what?)
I will survive (what?)
Keep on survivin' (what?)
I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm not gon' give up (what?)
I'm not gon' stop (what?)
Here we go..
I'm still fly
I'm sky high and I dare anybody tuh try and cut my wings.
I'm still pullin out the phantom and these haters can't stand
you down
Come on back, I will be around
Just waiting for you
I don't know what else to do, no, no, no
I don't know what else to do
I'm still so
and I'm still checkin'
The dopest motherfucker that you're hearin' on the record
It's me, you see, S-N-Double-O-P
D-O-Double-G-Y, the D-O-Double-G
I'm
you down
Come on back, I will be around
Just waiting for you
I don't know what else to do, no, no, no
I don't know what else to do
I'm still so
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some lines
That keeps you in
I've got a bad disease
But from my brain is where I bleed
Insanity it seems
Has got me by my soul to squeeze
Well all the love from thee
With
now?
(Are you happy?)
No more leaning on your shoulder
I won't be there, no more bother
If you feel you just might want me
That's too bad, I'm not that
drink
And every time I blink
I have a tiny dream
But as bad as I am
I'm proud of the fact
That I'm worse than I seem
What kind of paradise am I
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
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