Lyrics:
the barge go by He comin' to talk to you / Norman Who is Senator Pullman anyway Why do I have to signal the barge? / Iris Welcome to the Caribbean, put
foreign ho bitch call me a maricon
Always rockin shit I nevern seen or I never known
[?] Name grown overseas fitted? Sergio Tacchini shirt shirt [?]
popped out
So now I gotta jet
Only ran one block, but my shirt soakin' wet
Tryin' to see if we got him
Looked down at my sweatshirt red
the sky.
Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked
With sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught them
You put your cleanest dirty shirt on
Then you stagger down to meet the dawn
You take a ride upon a bus, it's just a fuss
You know it keeps you
and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you read
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in
A friend called me up today
I was waiting by the phone
He said, æ??y the way, thereæ?¯ a show...you should go.?
Theyæ?£l pick me up around 8
Should
Pick up my kid in a Jaguar
Drop him off in a Mercedes Benz
When you look over your shoulder
You're gonna see me through different lens
By
now?
Where are you now that I need you?
Couldn't find you anywhere
When you broke down I didn't leave you
I was by your side
So where are you now
lines all night
Smoking me outta sight
Well, summer's getting hotter
Threw her t-shirt down the pike
Screaming, "Fuck Balenciaga"
Right past the Wawa
their families,
Young women with little children by their sides
Come night we'd wait out in the canyons
And try to keep 'em from crossin' the line
again!
Faded again!
It's easy enough i'll confess
You'll find me in the bed
Years go by we'll fly without jets
Seems like every day is just a test
Faded
Blind man wavin' by the side of the road
I'm in a flat bed Ford carrying a heavy load
With a sweet thing sippin' on a blueberry wine
On a flat
faces gaunt their eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked with sweat
He's ridin' hard to catch that herd but he ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they got
done
By tomorrow and I'm hoping when they're done
You'll be there, at my funeral to give back my favorite shirt
My favorite, my favorite shirt
My
to suffer yeah
woman was made to feel pain.
Stay by our side and guide us we pray Jah man.
Give us all your blessings and help us we pray Jah man.
Our
Meet you downstairs, in the bar and hurt
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say, "What did you do with him today?"
He'll sniffed me
Why do Cupids and Angels continually haunt her dreams
Like memories of another life is painted on her shirt in capitals
Out on the free free way
only ride with hustlers, by my side's a hustler
Got the mind of a hustler, soul of a king
You can't drink from this bowl if you wearing my ring
Those
Hm, yeah
Mhm
We take the good, we take the bad
It's not about what we had
We just tryna get by
We stay out of trouble
All we wanna do to get
I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center,
And stated that it's never ever been better than this.
I hung my favorite shirt
Sunset's fadin' to a dark sky
Supposed to be in the 80's all night
Stay hot, never cool off
Ya ain't gotta put on much baby
A t-shirt and cut
and out of shape
I just hammer on the peddles, ain't got no brakes
Bike cop, too slow
Bike cop, go home
Everyone's annoyed by the Blue Shirt riding
and help me"
But by the time they're there
I've already hid the body
My breath's gettin' short and I'm unsteady
Wellin' up in tears as I lay upon your
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