Lyrics:
My name is Smith
Your silence is my trade
My name is Smith
Here in this bar you fade out
Time heals nothing
It merely rearranges our memory
My Unlove Story
By Patricia Sparti
Cm/G7/Cm/G7/Fm/A#/G (Dm7b5)
When I met you, I thought I'd Never love again,
At least not from a human, a human
Ain’t one single speck of dust been moved around my childhood room
My boy sat down by the bed on the floor just like I used to do
Must’ve pushed
Their was a time the sun shown brighter down on me
Holding Sarah's hand at the bond fire by the beach
I was going to be a rock star playing in my
Time by Duane Edward Miller
G Em7
Time, reaches out
front of me
Momma off the dope while she's babysitting me
She doesn't know what her boyfriend's done to me
He OD'd by the time I was five
No, we didn't
Once upon a time, there was a small frog named Freddie who lived in a lily pad in a pond surrounded by a lush forest. Freddie was a dreamer who loved
interested
Now, many people didn't believe the Prophet Joseph Smith
They thought he'd made up this Part Three that was buried by a tree, on the hill in his
I keep the 9 on my side, I ain’t talking bout weapons
It’s the power of the mind, loaded like a Smith and Weston
Positive Divine, everythings
The thing is, real legends aren't born by achieving a great feat once
After the first time, you are expected to do it again
And again
And again
Said
C#m F#m
And sends them on their way
A6 E
Time has been her pay
G#7 C#m
And time will have to tell
Bessie was more than a friend of mine
We shared the good times and the bad
Well many years has since passed me by
I still recall the best thing I
[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!!
(repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger WHAT?
[Hit Squad] The head banger
Parrish Smith gettin wreck
[Hit Squad]
(Uh uh uh), Big stepping
(Uh uh uh), I got my weapon
(Uh uh uh), These opps I’m catching
(Uh uh uh), The Glock 9 wets em
(Uh uh uh), Smith and Wesson
[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!!
(repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger WHAT?
[Hit Squad] The head banger
Parrish Smith gettin wreck
[Hit Squad]
Bessie was more than just a friend of mine
We shared the good times with the bad
Now many a year has passed me by
I still recall the best thing I
the time to solve 'em (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
The VVS's dancin' (What?)
I was taught finessin'
Amarie, Smith and Wesson
But we can't solve yo' problems
Want me
Through the airwaves, through the RCA
Three minutes at a time, it sure feels like
We were raised, we were raised
We were raised by the radio
And it
softer when I land
When it's my time to return
It'll be by my own hand
Living in a myth
There he goes
He's no time for heroes
The most dishonourable Keith
the king New York yeah that's big shoes to fill
Gained all of the will and smiths no uncle Phil
When it's time for a drill nigga I don't need no pill
Huh you
the ceiling
Iron mike strength that they envy they wanna be him
Iron like smith building weapons by using heating
Iron sights aimed at the one that tried
By myself 'cause these niggas yes men
Bitch I'm Almighty Sosa Batman
Know I got my Smith & Wesson
That be my illegal weapon
I'm off this Earth I
By myself 'cause these niggas yes men
Bitch I'm Almighty Sosa Batman
Know I got my Smith & Wesson
That be my illegal weapon
I'm off this Earth I feel
get rep to it
You get by on record but you wack on stage
So I'm blowing you up throwing hand grenades
[Parrish Smith]
That's why we roll
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