Lyrics:
at him working, darning his socks
In the night when there's nobody there
What does he care
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All
the big guns
Thick tongue, known to make a chick cum
Up in the hot tub, poppin' bubbly
Rubbin' your spot, love, got you screamin', "Punish me"
But it
He was the kind of man that would gamble on luck
Look you in the eye and never back up
But I saw him a-cryin like a little whipped pup
Because
I want him, and I need him,
And someday someway woo I'll meet him
He'll be kind of shy, and real good lookin' too
And I'll be certain he's my guy by
never speak to him again
Not now
Who said that you have any say in who she says things to at all?
Yeah
Who said that you should stick your nose in
A place a man could settle down and stay
But the police at the state line beat him black and blue
Left him lyin' by the roadside with the dust bowl
I'm left in the middle of these four walls
Lying helpless 'bout to lose my mind baby
I can't fathom life without you by my side
Now every night
I want to wake up in the morning
Feel the warmth of your body next to mine
And I won't care about the world
And I won't care about the fact you left
Chillin' in the spot in my B-Boy stance
Don't make this four-fifth kick like
Bruce Lee roy pants
You know I'm smarter than Spock
For Leonard Nimoy fans
So
I've been gone so long, God, I miss you so much
Sometimes Johns old lady
She'd turn around to him and say,
"John, if you don't quit your messin'
me going?" it's so easy to write checks, it's so easy. but god can't cash out of state checks in heaven. he needs you!
Open your eyes to the world
There are loved ones in the glory,
Whose dear forms you often miss;
When you close your earthly story,
Will you join them in their bliss?
could ride around town and spread your gossip
Make up stories like "U.T.P. done dropped Skip"
"Juve' used the man, paid him and then got rich"
C'mon
her eyes, you’re mesmerized
To hold her in your arms, it’s paradise
I want you my girl, by my side
And maybe someday, you’ll give me a child
(Solo)
is bein' pumped by some faggot named Lionel
In jail you ain't got respect
You a fairy, I'll be takin' your commissary
And the picture of your
don't you get it confused
(Get it, get it)
Confused (Get it, get it)
They don't really care about you (You, you)
You (You, you)
They go twistin' your
so you stand
With a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so you can see what's up
And we'll go at it, punk, and I'ma fuck you
the King he is in need of men
Come read this proclamation, oh
A life in Flanders for you then
Would be a fine vacation, oh
That may be so says I to him
that the other person
doesn't do that makes him a hero. But I'm about to
step the fuck up.
(Evidence w/ Iriscience)
Yo panic y'all. Back against
doing it my way, getting my way for years
In my career, uh
And every lover, oh
In and out my life, I've hit, love, then left in tears
Without a care
of the night
You're standing on Love Street
On the beat, of better things
Yeah!
I'll see you standin' there
You don't care, anymore
And love in your life
name
Those who've fallen and worshiped are seared by him flame
Flame
The soldier is left behind
All he has is his state of mind
Do you care to death
choice
Too close to care how
Whispered songs and changing stride
Day to night, and every wrong is right
Come dry your eye, bite my lip
We're almost there
free
Once there was a man
Who spoke in simple words
Those who listened to him
This is what they heard
They heard take care of your children
Be still
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