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ever want to see
Big brown eyes and her hair was just as curly as it want to be
She was her parent's pride and joy
And at the age 14 she was chased by
My father said, some things you learn
By only doin' when it comes your turn
Everything comes around so be ready if you can
Prepare your heart like
of an active volcano
Blitz like the Green Bay Packers, sack like the linebackers
Hang with niggas like redneck crackers
Strangle cold bottles of Beck's like
I married Isis on the fifth day of May
But I could not hold on to her very long
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
For the wild unknown
That would explain my wild reputation, if it's made by two different guys
Chorus
And roll, 'cause you know this kid has got wild soul (got wild soul)
Americana, Ms. Drama like starved out piranha
Cold like ice, jet-hot like a sauna
or buckskin hides
Tradition to the core, it’s a way of life
The will of the wind, the lay of the land
And every living thing born by God’s hand
There’s a cold
is wild down 18th street, like it's trying to guide my feet
It pulls me back to Gramercy, only you could turn me home
Only you could turn me home
seemed so far to go
So I headed up to Tahoe for a Christmas on the slopes
And I had fantasized about Christmas in this way
Curled up by a fireplace in
Ok year 2002
18 wondering what the fuck I'm gon' do
Witty Pretty potent with the modern machinations
An I ain't really getting help with college
My father said some things you learn
Only by doing, when it comes your turn
Everything comes around, so be ready if you can
Prepare your heart
I said "Mama, he's crazy and he scares me
But I want him by my side
Though he's wild and he's bad
And sometimes just plain mad
I need him to keep
I don't mind if she wanna stay late[00:18.07]Weightless leaves in the rain desert by the sea wasted[00:21.38]I twist papes and drink late I've kissed
you jive turkey
Watching me through goggles
I throw hollows at James Worthy
Spin your head like an owl, I'm wild
I drive Fergies that's that white thing
the moon
By the thick tan sand
And the tall thin grass
One more thing for you
See the distant flume
In the sleepy dunes
Makes my nerves clench close
I said "Mama, he's crazy and he scares me
But I want him by my side
Though he's wild and he's bad
And sometimes just plain mad
I need him to keep
it in a cold embrace
Still you expect me to comply
But now it's your turn to take the fall
Never forget all the things you've done to me
So chisel my
my durag when I hit it from the back everybody in my town cept me down bad cause I'm up now
Cold put my heart back in the freezer
Chisel me a mic melt
green earth
Be my reefer, got to keep smokin' that thing
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I said now baby, baby let me smoke it smoke it
peaked at 18 cool, oh-ooh
You make me look so good
Four years, gone by, look back and you're out of your prime
But the cool kids never gonna miss me
Son, which path will you go?
Snow ain't no place for a boy to grow.
Live my 18 winters, then you'll see,
It ain't cold outside, they just bury it deep.
Corleone
And got it sown, maricon, like to know what you staring at?
An invisible cat, who pull off a disappearing act
Raised by a pack a wild womens like
worse on God's green earth.
Be my reefer, got to keep smokin' that thing.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I said now baby...
should rob a pet store, let the dogs wild
I should close all the schools just to make the kids smile
seize the limit, let the sky be the moment
Put
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