Lyrics:
That's what, that's right [x3]
I'm from Miami bitch
I eave, sit, shit talk right
You see that semi 45 L.I. yeah I buck that
I never thought but I
into the valley deep
'Neath the eaves we will sleep
Sky of dreams up above
My pony boy
Everybody's busy decorating Christmas trees
And outside icicles hanging from the eaves
And the snowlakes are flyin' just as far as I can see
But it
le-eave
Any girl JD used to bring around I had a crush on
Wishin' I cud take 'em to my room and get my touch on
If you was jus a lil older is wat dey
There's a world full of men
And I could take 'em or-or lea-eave 'em
'Cause when one would let me down
There'd be ten more standin' 'round to take
Who owns the mountain
That climbs to heaven's eaves?
Who pays the birds
For singing to the trees?
Who works the stream
That sings both night
And eave 'em with twelve lumps
I've never been so willin' to put
The thoughts of mo killin'
Into manufacturing a flow so bone chillin'
Icy with a pistol,
breath
Of this boy sleepin' in our bed
Tonight let's lie beneath the eaves, babe
Just a close band of happy thieves
And when that train comes we'll get
the moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
“I am half sick of shadows,” said
The Lady of Shalott.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves
He rode
from her bower-eaves
He rode between the barley sheaves
The sun came dazzling thro’ the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
the moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
“I am half sick of shadows,” said
THE LADY OF SHALOTT.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves
He rode
the lady and it gave her the blues
So she called up the police, said, “What shall I do?”
Well the chief of detectives came round to her home
And eaves
overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
"I am half sick of shadows," said
The Lady Of Shalott.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode
The Lady Of Shalott.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode between the barley sheaves,
The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves,
And flamed upon
It was late in the summer and the house was asleep
Except for you in the attic under the eaves
The windows were open, it was lamplight and stars
could not know you could not show me
Old hotel the walls weep and the door leans
The blackbird quits the eaves
And the lonesome spider sings
Saw my sweet
From the windy city I was blowing they eaves
Somewhere along the way I aired out MCs (who lives who dies who tells your story)
But to stand out some
Commas, dollas, the greens and the guava
They serve you to your flocka if you disrespect that blocka, blocka
Choppas on eaves droppers, fuck these choppas
The sound of a thaw in the eaves
Sometimes it's hard to remember
How tough we are to please
All in good time
Somehow I find
Days that still shine with
the moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
“I am half sick of shadows,” said
The Lady of Shalott.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves
He rode
the moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
“I am half sick of shadows,” said
THE LADY OF SHALOTT.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves
He rode
the moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
“I am half sick of shadows,” said
THE LADY OF SHALOTT.
A bow-shot from her bower-eaves
He rode
Desperados under the eaves
Heaven help the one who leaves
Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
And I'm trying to find a girl who understands
Desperados under the eaves
Heaven help the one who leaves
Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
And I'm trying to find a girl who understands
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