Lyrics:
the morning he would raise them with a song
And he wrote his words to the tunes of the day
To be passed along the union vine
And the strikes were led
somethin' I done wrote up for my man Will
It goes somethin' like this, it's called Rock-a-bye Homeboy
No doubt, no doubt check it out
Queensbridge, when
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowing
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it, like to hear it? Here it goes
Question, what exactly
they start to flow
'Cause the next song I hear is the song I wrote
When we first got together early that September
I can't bear to listen so I might
I wasn't sure
If you coming back to me
All of your loving
The plans you wrote our sweet melody
These are the days
The days that reflect in from
a fine guitar
And some dirty basketball
The songs you wrote
Got me through a lot
Just want to tell you that
But it's too late
It's too late
No,
to toe
In my book, I done wrote you songs so beautiful
You deserve every good thing that a man can give
You should have a life that only superstars live
plays my song in tune
Makes me, makes me, makes me stronger for you, babe
Was a way when we were young, that
Any man was judged by what he'd done
But
house, it's straight up the road
And I was the man of the house, the oldest
So my shoulders carried the weight of the load
Then Nate got taken away by
shouldn't worry, I own all my songs and I wrote them myself too.
I got 24 children, 14 wives, 3 mistresses, 59 accountants, 105 lawyers, 2000.000 fans,
plays my song in tune
Makes me, makes me, makes me stronger for you, babe
Was a way when we were young, that
Any man was judged by what he'd done
But
songs, did he
That don't deserve no answer, hoss
Let's light up and just move along
Do you think he wrote 'em about your mama
Or about the man who
a better one
I made a man so happy when I wrote a letter once
I hope my children come and visit, once or twice a month
Soon I'll be sixty years old,
don't get me wrong
Hey, that's why I wrote this song
I don't care if my liver is hanging by a thread
Don't care if my doctor says I ought to be dead
As time goes by and things move on
Don't forget your memories, those days were yours
Ten years have gone
I was 18 when I wrote this song
Ten years have
Henry threw Stacker Lee in the river
Then he said I've got a say so to say
He broke out in a song that was wrote by Blind Leonard
He said Julie Anne
climb up on the stage and sing
But when I sang, the songs I wrote
It became a very special thing
But songs to me were personal
And the business side just
more than a catchy
Song and a hit chorus
Don't be fooled by this fools, dog
They live the poorest net worth is five mil
But he can’t withdraw it
See
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
You wrote a song about my sister on your tape
And called it Section.80,
songs? Did he?
That don't deserve no answer, hoss
Let's light up and just move along
Do you think he wrote 'em about your mama
Or about the man who
remember when I wrote this song
It was at a time when I, I couldn't go wrong
But since I met you
(Oh, I believe) I believe
(Oh, I believe) Said I
(I
does all that noise go
Underneath all of that white
With thaws scarcely mentioned I dug out my truck
By the time the storm cleared I was gone
Back
Ay baby look here, this new song I wrote
It's got that nice groove that everybody dancin' to
And when I play it it kind of remind me of me and you
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