Lyrics:
a good country song
While hip-hop, rap, and rock were cool
I was in my basement getting schooled
On George and Keith and Vernon and Alabama
I was learning
good news
Oh it's too easy to live like clockwork
Tick tock watching the world go by
Any change would take too long
So dry your eyes
Ooh it's too
As soon as the sweat begins to dry
And you begin to forget why you came
You can't even look me in the eye
When you remember your good name
I like the French braids in your hair
And them faded blue jeans that you wear
I like to watch you shoot your guns
And I like the way you love having
in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, and shirts all soaked with sweat
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't
the sweat of my brow, (All right!)
Eat your bread! (All night!)
By the sweat of my brow (All right!)
Eat your bread!
All night (all night)
All right
Billboard lights, and the Hollywood
Hills
Put it in your life, girl, tell me how it
Feels
To boss that body on a ice cold
Mexi'
Girl, you lookin' so
mournful cry
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred
Their shirts all soaked with sweat
condoms humpin on Ampex
My number 2-7-5-49-69 disconnected
My first black robot,
space connected while you listen to Keith Sweat (meow)
Your brain is
yippee-yi-o,
Ghost riders in the sky.
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name,
"If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our
Music makes a happy day
And music makes the clouds go by baby
Your music keeps my tears inside my eyes
(Just like music)
Your music makes me want
of friends
Anyway
I hear it in your voice, you're smokin' with your boys
I touch my phone as if it's your face
I didn't choose this town, I dream
floor
When you think of sweat, you think of sex
So d.j play my (shhh), and girl let's get to it
I got what you need
Set your body free
All you need
[Esham]
3-1-3, D-E-T, N.Y.C.
Detroit up in this motherfucker!
Esham and cool Keith
Ass, and titties, hundreds and fiddies
Me and cool Keith
Your music is my tears in-side my eyes (just like music)
Your music makes me want to sing
Girl music, is a joy to bring (just like music)
Music is my
love is ours by the stars in your eyes.
right!),
You're empty, yeah!
Go around the corner,
Bring your goods!
Go around the other corner,
Bring your suitcases. (All night!)
By the sweat of my
a big fat lick of my balls
You wanna brawl? Punk I thought not
You might get beat down and stomped like Sasquatch
Your girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna
Lookin' in your eyes while you on the other side (ayy)
And I think that, shawty, I got a thing for you, yeah
Doin' it on purpose, windin' and workin' it
hummingbirds
In treasure glows, your weeping wings
And a slaughter grins, on a pleasure spike
When held on high by the riverside
Like a torn-throat child in
to say!
No, no, no, no, took off in flight,
No, no, no, no, then came the light.
Flashback, somethings coming over me, no sweat one time fanatsy.
Bare
Roll Spirit Roll
written by: keith johnston
An ancient voice
Travels in the wind
Calling all royalty
That's still listening
All the lost words
From
tryin to hear me, get your ear bit off
May the force be witchu when I turn your shit off
Star Wars, me and Keith in the bar with scores of whores
We were driving to Birmingham,
Alabama and my buddy Keith was driving the truck
And this lady about ran us off the road in a cadillac.
She just kinda
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