Lyrics:
content with his nine-to-five and it seems
His homie is getting distant on him
The music got him away from the routine so Corey said he got different
to the blackboard
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Now, there's Bobby Taylor
by lookin' in the pond
You can't judge right from looking at the wrong
You can't judge one by looking at the other
You can't judge a book by looking
by lookin' in the pond
You can't judge right from looking at the wrong
You can't judge one by looking at the other
You can't judge a book by looking
you,
While you're telling me that you can't do this anymore
This must be the worst day of my life
This must be the worst day of my life
And it's
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
to the blackboard
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Now, there's Bobby Taylor
Taylor Gang Atlanta nigga
Like the shit from secret Santa nigga
Crossing California where I'm really from
I'm just reppin my city
Man I'm blessed for
heard that Paul Wall is comin' now
Reakwon is on the mic and he's buggin' out
Corey Taylor got a harem chasin' him around
We ain't slippin' with his
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Well, there's Bobby Taylor
And you can't get away from it all
It's too bad, she's got you by the balls
You can't break loose at all
She's got your name
She's got your number
I can't tell what the time is
Got a pocket full of big faces
Throw it up, 'cause every nigga that I'm with Taylor'd
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what
guilty, he ate Casey Kasem's ass
From band stand I can't
Stand the man's past
From black to white a pointy nose
A kabuki grill robotic nobody knows
Except
Dad I have ever known thanks for teaching me
Everything I know can't forget
About Wanda Webster
My amazing mom thanks for putting
Up with my shit
Thanks
can't place
Feel somethin' move
That you just can't trace
When something sits
On the end of your bed
Don't turn around
When you hear me tread
I'm
Fly by night, away from here
Change my life again
Fly by night, goodbye my dear
My ship isn't coming and I just can't pretend
Moon rise,
boat
Lord, I'm a dreamer, I can't pay her
She'll be on the line 'til daddy can come save her
Could've been rich, a star, a ball player
But I got no
the fool
To let this manufacture use my body for a tool.
I can ride home in the evening,
Staring at my hands
Swearing by my sorrow that a young girl
can never break bread with a hoe
I gotta spend it on (me)
More watches, more chains, more rings
Getting head from yo' main in a Range, it's (me)
I
Can turn the gray sky blue
I can make it rain, whenever I want it to, oh I
I can build a castle from a single grain of sand
I can make a ship
Home, miles away from home
And there's no place I'd rather be
Can't you see?
You hold your life in your hands
And no one takes from a man
Who gives
thing
(Oo-la-la-la) is the first class high that the Taylors bring
My circle, anti-square
Can't compare like a ain't I care
Ain't I there, sonning you
Fly by night, away from here
Change my life again
Fly by night, goodbye my dear
My ship isn't coming and I just can't pretend
Moon rise,
Projects can do the Biz Dance
Everybody on Farmers Boulevard can do the Biz Dance
And I know Bayshore, C.I., Amityville, Wyandanch
Brentwood, Corey
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