Lyrics:
might be On The Road Again
Messin' around with my Pride & Joy
But I'll still be countin' My blues still a-mountin
I'm the 7th Son Of A Seventh Son and I
your hair
Like a sigh, like a sigh
With intermittent rain and shine
The sky re-started six or seven times
It's blue because it sees
All our
riding's at an all time high
Just by the watches I buy and the juice that I fly
Like I'm up, like I'm stuck in the sky
I came up robbin', starvin', Sun
captain of the seven seas, crowned by blue eternity
Who is that creature of night, crashing down from the sky,
Given our hearties a fright?
When the heaven
and azure blue skies
See the sunlight shining in her hair wildflowers flower everywhere
Purple blossom lemon trees angel riding horseback in the garden
The twinkle of our well lit sky
Is the mirror of time gone by
And I'm laying here wondering
Why?
Why?
About the boy who yelled grenade
Way back in the 7
of the rain and the birds?
Who can send an emissary to speak to the seasons?
For the ravens and the crows already soak up the skies
Seven seasoned soldiers
F#m Em A7sus4 A7
With the stars so bright and the sky so crystal clear
G
the hoe niggas out of Miami
So bitches 'bout Miami
Nigga crank up da dunk
I say kindness is for weakness
These palm trees and blue skies
Is to keep you
know
You're so sorry
I don't see you cry
You find me here under my big blue sky
Under my bug blue sky
And If I am jaded by what I think my world
I count your soul a rare blue sky butterfly
That's caught inside of my life
Coz since I was seven I've been dreaming of the love on the way
I need
Reach out my hand and I'm touching the sky
Watching the rest of the world spinning by
When I'm feeling the heat from the top of my head to my feet
color you like
Seven little numbers baby, they could be a start
Seven little numbers baby, I know yours by heart
Woo-oh, oh-oh, all the pretty
Catch your body on corpse pot shoe
Patch somebody on a Morse lot flue
Get go
fuck
7
7
Chop back
Heaven can go like it's hot air
Balloons in sky like it's
'em drop grenades and take 'em
Quick fast we reflect like the sky, be blue true
Wu-tang saga continue
Rap Meyer Lansky, crash your fantasy
Gettin'
color you like
Seven little numbers baby, they could be a start
Seven little numbers baby, I know yours by heart
Woo-oh, oh-oh, all the pretty
Let me say this
Complacency loses
These L's are bruising
Black blue confusion
Pain is a movement
And I was addicted
To such bad conviction
A Stevie
chicka-blaow
And I mean right now, give me my fucking shit, chicka-blaow
Gun battles, so many chains on the neck
Hands and feet, niggas say I'm Shaq
Sky
'em drop grenades and take 'em
Quick fast we reflect like the sky, be blue true
Wu-tang saga continue
Rap Meyer Lansky, crash your fantasy
Gettin'
don't know about these killers and thieves
Seven grams of weed, you smoke that, but I'm high off life
I could fall out the sky like twice
And land in
beheld its innocent smile
She said 3If you want to have fun,
It will take you to heaven for awhile
An inch from the blue skies ceiling
I was touched
charge
Poppin' all these blues I might turn into an Avatar
They ain't wanna see me back, he's back
Human cracking the flesh, sorry I had to relapse
the smoke
But inside it's freezing cold
By the window I can see
Another window looking back at me.
And seven days and all that I do
Is feeling blue
I see it
again and again
From the U.S. seas I shift ki's, a hundred and twenty plane rides
Multiplied by Gs, eighty-seven point three million in a matter
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