Lyrics:
shit? A joke?"
I'm thinkin', "Back to the drawing board, sirs"
Today it seems like a blur
Never deferred from being just who we were
Four brothers
the frees when
I'm conquering MCs
I be airin' rappers out
Like I'm sponsored by Febreze
If you stop to get some Z's
I just haunt you in your dreams
Smuggle
Jason Cope
Was running shine sunset to vine
Pickin' songs with Leroy Powell
Makin' redneckisms rhyme
I guess now everyone knows Cousin Dave
But
the meaning of hell
Boy, just let me tell you, that's where you are"
My heart won't beat
'Til we meet again together
Oh, don't cry
Keep me on your mind
of a mirror
It was buried so deep and so dear
She caught the eye of a guy passing by who said
"My, if I prove to be faithless, you'll surely know why
Oh,
Tweed jacket, trucker hat, cup of tea
I'm just sitting at the table thinking about me
With my moccasins on and waiting by my phone
With my
don't understand
All my elders they tell me those ones
Were not writ by human hands
Well, I just don't believe that's true
If the truth can be
honey
We can share all our sorrows
Just stand by me
till I end my song
I'll close my eyes and say
that I am as happy as can be
Hey! Gimme some more
You've gotta be that babe that they all want
The stakes are high
And it can't be just about getting by
Violent complicity
[?]
You're listening
MY REASON
Musique Musique
I sing to you ma jolie fille,
a sun song that is deep in me,
I hope you like the sound of ma musique.
I saw you pass
Let's make a deal that the end is the beginning
That any song on the radio's fine
That every page is another one shy of the last one
I've got
Don't think it's ? cause I kill like I'm a matador
Lyrics bust through my lips just like I sing a song
Jay got more flavor, than goya, adobo
I'm
roam the streets
La la la la la la la la la
As the broken are on their knees
La la la la la la la la la
We keep singing
But just a song won't heal
We'll wake up your mothers, we'll start a commotion
We'll take you apart, we'll swallow the ocean
And just when you've labeled us one of your types
the things that I said in my song
Hope I did enough right to the dead am I wrong
If I was to doubt at the night I am on the clip gone
Heaven to hell I don't
in the seat armrest
Defeat your leader, we the best
See the rest is just clones, hip-hop drones
Singing the same old song
Fuck with this, you can't
all she'll do is holler
Oh, my life has become
A country song
I've learned she can resist me
By the way she always disses me
And comes to bed
Got my window open in the southern cross hotel
It's been my longest night I can tell
By the way I'm not surprised
To see the desert cover over
Read the odds of this song
Walk colder home, walk cold
My press face on the ice lead
A time is heaven when you call
Painted lipstick on it
Walk
away
I'm waiting in the interim of her and other her and him
Too dangerous to care for, too curious to pass by
Too interesting to love
But you're
Swelled up and I am blue, purple from bruises
Just a few couple several rusty screws loose
No way in hell I'm letting you move thus
What you mugs
Holiday
Then you got me by my roots, took the pain away
I tried to question our direction, that was my mistake
I had to ask you where we going baby, Marvin
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
I remember (back in the days)
When I just
at seeing something more than day to day
survival, chased by final death
if I believed this the sum
of the life to which we've come,
I wouldn't waste my
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