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than your mother slippin' away 
And we're all, wasting time down a one big line
Between the welcome sign and the grave 

So you, drive out to your

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

My friends are thicker than blood
My friends will drive me around
Then leave me in the mud

My friends know I don't know who to trust
They tell

I can't have one drink without having four
Bum one cigarette and I'm headed to the store
Better at getting lost that being found
You think I'd know

I-I-I wish I had an answer, I don't even know this year
It drives me crazy
Crazy 

My Gentile friends all ask my
How it changes year to year
I never

you run

Thats when you find there's nothin' there
Drink when you see that no one cares
You said I see you soon, when black turns to harvest moon
No you

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be Heroes, just for one

I'm moving through the night
My soul's just a container
I can't tell you what I'll write
They're words without the paper
Take my ego for a drive

You could swim down a waterfall
With bricks tied to your feet
Could mix vodka with razor blades
Or drive wrong way down on a one way street
But there

to take my damn time with this poetry
And smoke a fatty with my cold morning coffee
Now I can't even drink my cold morning coffee
All the panic attacks

me drive de Mercedes
Life ain't pretty like no Glow Parade
A Dem who claim dey know me only know me name
Life A go be rough like A hurricane
But u hafe

keep on tryin' to squeeze out one more drop|If I drink too much I beg your pardon|It's cause I'm dying every time you stop||Dangerous curves so

Went to a party in the other night 
I met a sugar there, she's real tight 
She's looking sweeter as she can be 
I wish her down to have a drink with

yellin' out they real, (Romo) then be fake as shit 
(Fake as hell)
How you look me in my eyes and you tellin' lies (damn)
Let a bad bitch drive while I

Crawdaddy Served Cold

The Dead South

Sugar & Joy

fast
We forget some years ago
We were toddlers in the grass

Life ain't easy being on the road
It's grab and go food and drinks
That ain't good for

kiss me boots

We can grab a bite
Find some neon light
Drinks in hand, stay and hear the band
And dance all night
Or just drive around
Park

Could it be that this one drink put me over?
Could it be that I got lost on the drive?
You don't seem surprised and you can tell that I've been

deaf?)
Couple drinks while the DJ is playing (shots)
Dancehall is life I'm sayin'
Bad gyal like you ah weh me want (bad gyal, yes)
Baby let's go hard

couldn't no more
Drive around in a minivan sleeping on the floor
Then eventually you move up to a bus, and everything is cush
Then you become a lush, you

When I drive to fast and hit a wall 
Or drink myself to the hospital 
I'm the only one to blame 
(Blame, blame, blame) 

And as sirens haunt my city

me a drink I'm sure I'll have a blast
Chronic constipation like viewing others art
Lovely conversation but now I have to part
Decline your invitation

To drive you far from here
To drink your sour tears
I think I'd save myself

Don't make a girl suffer

If I had the power
One good shot
At being your

name
Got 'em rolling blunts and pouring drinks before the gang bang
The same thang, homie
Only it's a different day
Roll it up and drift away
I

All manner of men coming at my door
Since the one that was up ain't around anymore
Got one he lay naked, sang Zepplin to me
Drives a matte black BMW