Lyrics:
I told you.
Kick the old-school joints,
For the true funk soldiers.
Musicology!
Wish I had a dollar,
For every time you say,
"Don't you miss
breathin' (uh-huh)
You ain't skeezin', you dick teasin'?
I'm leavin', actin' rotten (word)
I got no time for games, I'm no joke (oh, oh)
Drop that ass
used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights,
And I'd send him some homemade wine...
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife,
For
breathin' (uh-huh)
You ain't skeezin', you dick teasin'?
I'm leavin', actin' rotten (word)
I got no time for games, I'm no joke (oh, oh)
Drop that ass
for lovin' me
It's so nice to meet an old friend and pass the time of day
And talk about the home town a million miles away
Is the ice still oin
Stashed his trash in Ecuador
Bought a good suit of clothes
Flew on up to Mexico standin' by the shore
Waiting for some mystery man
To pay him
I found the secret, the key to the vault
We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
I took the time, to feel for the door
I found the secret,
right up and cupped his hands across my eyes
I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?
Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?
Could it be Bill or Jim
baby
I love rock n' roll
So come and take your time and dance with me
Ow
Said, "Can I take you home where we can be alone?"
Next we were movin
And I'm bound for movin' on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way
Think I'll go down to Alberta
Where there's good times in the fall
I've got
movin' fuckin' slow
You were comin' out to Pineville, it was freezin' cold
I'm gettin' old by the day
You said it gave your heart somethin' to believe
yeah
Soon as I was better, I was movin' on
Gettin' it together, gettin' good and gone
And by gettin' by high, good and high and strange
Gonna get some
yeah
Soon as I was better I was movin' on gettin' it together gettin' good and gone
And by (gettin' by) high (good and high) and strange (gonna get
love for you
I was in a daze, movin' in the wrong direction
Feelin' that I'd always be the lonely one
Then I saw your face, on the edge of my
love for you
I was in a daze, movin' in the wrong direction
Feelin' that I'd always be the lonely one
Then I saw your face, on the edge of my
card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you'll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off
Flyin' down the highway, lookin' for a place to land.
Need to leave the speed in the city
And people comin', goin', there's no time to understand.
time rhyme crime family
That shines Godly light
Upon this hip-hop art form, yo Dunn
We can't be measured by no chart, the God brung
Never bust
By Walter Egan
Jean was a girl with style,
Boy, heads turned every time she'd smile,
Envy turned her girlfriends' eyes green
Whoa oh oh Jean.
Soon
movin' on from him
Fighting against what I'm fighting for
Another walk to the liquor store
Tryna break me down a little more (I'm movin' on from him)
thing, tryna rob me of it
One time for the trill bitches that'll let me touch it
I'm papi though, they get it poppin' with me when I'm out in public
a wonder, it's so clear
By a fountain, climbin' mountains, as we'll hold each other near
Sippin' wine, we try to find that special magic from above
As we
breathin' (uh-huh)
You ain't skeezin', you dick teasin'?
I'm leavin', actin' rotten (word)
I got no time for games, I'm no joke (oh, oh)
Drop that ass
a minute for months at a time
Breakin' all of the rules I could bend
I began to find myself searchin'
Searchin' for shelter again and again
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