Lyrics:
Your old Fender Twin from Johnny's Music downtown
Still set on ten to burn this house down
Count the band in, then kick into overdrive
By the end
three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop
Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top
Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closing the shop
died by the rope down in Cherokee Bend.
Daddy didn't like what the white man said
'Bout the dirty little kid at his side
Daddy didn't like what
and wondered
Just why I'm on this side of the door
That's when it shook me like thunder
That I knew this man from somewhere before
All day long I kept
of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels was
Keep away the darkness all by itself
And that’s the reason why
I know love’s alive and well
They’d been together sixty-three years
Still they smile
down by the lake
In the shade where the wild flowers grow
What'll happen only heaven knows
So don't go down Maggie Creek Road
(at the end)........don't
Well it was down some street we couldn't even pronounce
We were smoking a little from a half an ounce
Tequila was cheap but the flow we were
The Double A down to Sheridan Square
Her cell phone rings
It's, like, her stupid father
Be in the door by ten, again
Pixeleen
Dream deep my
Baby are you still down
Still down for me
Still down to take a brick
Out of town for me
Rippin' off the whole clique
Thirty rounds for me
See
just received his medal
It was just an old hand me down Ford
With three speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy, two hands
[Lil Bo - Talking]
Aww yeah ya know it was real hanging out wit y'all motherfuckers
On this here album right
But this motherfucker bout over and uh
When the clock strikes one I stare at the door
By the time it reaches two I'm walking the floor
When the hands oh so gently drop down on the three
reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
And go take about like twenty G's from Gino (Notorious)
Tell that motherfucker get this nigga next door up out
about his everyday life, he ain't the same
Goddamn, I already had a hard life once
Am I supposed to recreate it every album for you cunts? Okay
You
planned to do her any harm
So, look here
I put her on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm
I said now, overcast
down, built me up, drove me crazy
Made me hungry, made you hate me, but fuck love
It don't make dollars it don't make sense nigga
By the way that's DJ
that I didn't leave alone
Somebody lying under every stone
Everything that a man could need
In a bag down by my knee
That looks good, this ain't got
Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black
One day I
all
And you're dancing around and around in the hall.
Well, a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights
To play the piano, so you gotta
I didn't leave alone
Somebody lying under every stone
Everything that a man could need
In a bag down by my knee
That looks good, this ain't got
and the mistress also
And all the little children that round your table grow
The cattle in your stable and the dog by your front door
And all that dwells within your
and the mistress also
And all the little children that round your table grow
The cattle in your stable, the dog by your front door
And all that dwell within your
bunch
And if the wolf would ever come to our front door he'd had to brought a picnic lunch
My grandaddy's pension was a dollar and thirty-three cents
That
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