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of a population and over population
of hatin of waiting for better days to come when we ain't
gonna run from the police with a gun. mama son mamas
Negro son in
With "I Love Jennie" painted in bright green
Hey, that's my Uncle Bill there by the courthouse
He'll be lowering the flag when the sun goes down
This
you're under stress hold on
not by yourself hold on
let it float
life test you hold on
you come with self restrain too
it's a better choice
all this
05. LUCK OF THE DRAW
I sit alone
With my back against the wall
If you're coming to see me
You better bring a storm
Around here, they say that I'm
Say you're walking out on me
By all means girl, please
I wouldn't have it any other way
You're the worst part of my day
Should have walked away when
better days
With fire in my heart
Will surely burn it's way
I wanna know
How this is gonna go
G u i t a r S o l o I
There's lightning in the sky
ain't worth the phlegm that I spit
That's why sometimes I think the ends coming quick
My old ass father shot twins out his dick
So if they so happen
I gave it a chance I walked on glass,
And what did it get me?
Nothing,
I opened up I showed you love,
Why couldn't I see this?
Coming,
I've made
to compare me
She gon stare G, so you better get her
I'm coming down, and I'm banging the Hardest Pit of the litter
Down South, keep our name out your mouth
I'm stuck on a memory
Of you dancing in a backyard in North Jersey
You're holding sparklers
And silhouetted by the porch lights on a summer
you stole from him yesterday
You look so cute when you're so angry
If I'm going down, you're coming with me
And you think that it gets better
Just
could settle down
Start a family and start a life
I was only two days short of asking you
If you would be my wife
But we ran into some trouble
We met
And on the lips of life I kiss
I find I'm here this place of bliss
It's better now you'll find that life is on your side
And you know of glory days the vibe
chrome
Grab my phone, cause I'm calling Al-D
When they see the buttons, don't try to compare me
She gon stare G, so you better get her
I'm coming down,
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city
Go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons
When you walk out the door, see once I flash mother fuckers
Better do the one shot dash or be one shot
to compare me
She gon stare G, so you better get her
I'm coming down, and I'm banging the Hardest Pit of the litter
Down South, keep our name out your mouth
thoughts, just comes to me
Social skills suck, I'm real bad company
Still got a long way to go, I ain't sweating
Cause everyday another day awards is what
by your side
Ever since day one
Now you’re telling lies
Echate pa’ atras
And go look for her
You’ll find her, I’m sure
She better have green eyes
day! It’ll be here, it’ll be here!
Have a beaker of beer
But it should have been here And stop worrying, dear.
By now! Now, now.
care bout what I did in the past (oh)
I do some dirt she coming wit me (she comin wit me)
I go to jail she'll come and get me (Come and get me)
Bail me
drivers coming home
From a long day the song play
The lights flash
But swine will never touch my cash
And you know bikes ain't got tags
So I can be John
might be days, when I think it's better
Hey babe, like you want me to be
Pull the chain, down goes the water
Oh yeah, it's a wonderful world
I'll be
we're taking.
Florence:
I'd give the world
To stay just as we are--
It's better by far
Not to be too wise
Both:
Not to realize
Where there's truth
There
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