Lyrics:
Angel of mercy
How did you find me?
Where did you read my story?
Pulled from the papers
Desperate and hardened
Seeking a momentary fix
All I
dancers
Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased by
Do you mean all the things you are?
Are you pleased with the way things are?
Wear that dress to protect this scar
That only I have seen
Do you
It's 11:38
And the feeling's back that I hate
So called "milestones" are late
I have yet to find someone by fate
So I think of the strong ladies I
dic-tionary full of words
He must know how to use 'em
It also says I play the violin and that ain't true but
You give me six strings and a pick
And I will
kiddo? You're line was busy
Bobby
Fella
Bobby
Sweetie
How have you been?
Stop by on your way home
Seems like weeks since we Bobby,
Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong
You're enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
I've been cheated by you since I don't know when
So I made up my mind, it must come to an end
Look at me now, will I ever learn?
I don't know how
standin' by the entrance
With heavy baggage, my brother's ashes
I seen tragic, I did dirt, smacked death and held it to that nigga cabbage
Love, we
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone
Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam?
Is it heaven's wide streets that you're tying
Was shot down at home by the Ford brothers' guns
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, your time's getting late
But how is Jim Younger, did you hear his fate?
He
to
But you did and you do and He knew
Thank God for giving me you
Ooh, yeah, thank God
Thank God (oh) for giving me you
Never thought I'd find
bottle fast buckled by his side
He wore no shirt upon his back but wool unto his skin
Singing how do you do and how do you do and how do you do again
I'm legally not allowed to tell you
Question three
Did Bob lose his right arm, or his left arm?
Ah well that's an easy one
It was his right arm
The King's daughter may be
next.
St. George: Mmm-hmm. You got a lead?
Chief: Oh, nothing much to go on. Say, did you take that .45 automatic into
we do have some breaking news from the Associated Press right now
Just gonna bring that up, because we are hearing
We have told you that the shooter
again 'cause the game is over, yeah
How could you think that you could do me like that?
Runnin' behind my back
How could you do me like that? (Do me
that you did for no other
7 p.m. and we started to argue
By 8, I already told you to wait
9 p.m. and we flooded with hate
By 10, 11, and 12, you already
a purse?
Why give a bitch a inch, when she rather have nine?
You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout half time, I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that's that
memory
Almost my precious dreams came true almost you whispered dear I do
But someone new came by and you left me here to cry
Oh how close we were
Did you do that girl that was in that soap?
Did ya?
Will you save the whale? Will you be Bob Hope
Will ya?
I'll tell you about my Pepsi deal if
you bob, how's it going?
How's your kids?
Wonderful!
Nice to see you, yes
Oh, bill bailey?
Ah we'll get to that to- morrow night
Caravan with
There was Johnny McEldoo and McGee and me
And a couple of two or three went on the spree one day
We had a bob or two, which we knew how to blew
And when I'm out I see you walking
Why don't your eyes see me?
How could it be you've found another game to play?
What did mama say to me?
That's
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