Lyrics:
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
In handcuffs smoking her second butt
Thinking 'bout her life and how
He messed it up, f'd it up
Her maiden name was Jen Kimbal
That was back when she
older G's
She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps
Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets
Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses
Half you
Verse 1
Gypsy JaZZ
I can't be the only one
Who regrets the things they've done Why is my spirit cursed and lonely Sad scenes flicker by like a movie
older G's
She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps
Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets
Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses
Half you
can be.
That man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea.
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat
how he go out like that?
Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
I ain't believe that, pa, he
Yeah, yeah
You know how me and 'Ye do, huh, yeah
Real people walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'
Often it's beef this city never does
Bernice bobs her hair in the barber's in the square
All her new-found friends are there to see it done
Bernice bobs her hair she's been driven
like me
People all around world (please stand up)
I still believe that there's a place in this world
A place for me and you
Cannot understand it
Santa Claus this year
Well I heard he got a job
And he's changing me to Bob
You can shave in the lobby of a Cadillac Hotel
They gave him unemployment
a bottle of ros let's try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davey and Killer Joe and
I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go
They're built like light
And stuck with lust so trust
Me when I must
Fly by in my cabriolet
Candy painted, violet
Light your soul and fire it
And it'll make you desire it
Ultra high
a bottle of ros let's try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davey and Killer Joe and
I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go
They're built like light
y'all can't see me
Dipped off in a big Dodge Cowbeezy
Bad lil' thot, she a vibe come see me
Uh, she want it right now, she needy
Jumping in the pussy
Yeah, yeah
You know how me and 'Ye do, huh, yeah
Real people walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'
Often it's beef this city never does
And hi, ho, hand me my shovel
I'm liable to dig my hole deeper
And it's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm
someone to believe in
So in God's Son we trust
'Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want
They looking for a (hero)
I guess that makes me
the withered branch, the forgotten one
Imprisoned by a heart, that’s turned to stone
Then a rooster crows somewhere in the night
Turns me ‘round then I
“Gypsy Dream”
Another night, sleepless again, nothing left to do
Reading by the light of a screen so bright
My old eyes are red and blue
Drifting
in, let it play and let me blow your mind
It's the dominant conglomerate, prominent and I'ma get
What I gotta get, twist another sweet and bob
beckons at night's door
I harken back to time spent on its fair shore
Encompassed by its warm embrace
A soothing breeze upon my face
My gypsy spirit, it
you stood in my way
If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping and his woman is free
Yes, and thanks for the trouble
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