Lyrics:
it, chop it and cook it
See how shit come back round for ya? (Yeah)
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door
But you
get everything you ever wanted baby
That's my word
Trust, my niggas come home from long bids
They check for me before they see their own kids
I
gonna lay my burden down.
I was raised on a farm the first years of my life
Life was pretty good they say
I'll probably live to be some ripe ol' age
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
I gotta guitar all my own
I gotta quarter for the telephone
I ain't headed down this highway all alone
One two three and maybe four
Honey,
life, I solemnly swear
To change my approach, stop shaving coke
Stay away from hoes, put down the toast
'Cause I be doing the most, oh no
But every
one more time
Some say this way of life is done
But not for my father's son
Three Generations
Before I ever came
Cut back these timbers
And bet their
all for)
You better live now
Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door
Tell me, are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down
Oh, no let's go
life, I solemnly swear
To change my approach, stop shaving coke
Stay away from hoes, put down the toast
'Cause I be doing the most, oh no
But every
I built my own chains in the land of the free
A slave to a job that meant nothing to me
With three shiny new cars and a split level home
the 365 days a year
So this is what I say
Chorus:
Knock on my door
You know I'll be in town
Come ask for more
Don't let me down
What is off, what is
wants to drop some information
Just a little additive to your education
I live my life by the code of the funk
600 watt amps, 18's in the trunk
When
the line
Man can't live by bread alone
I pay in blood, but not my own
How I made it back home, nobody knows
Or how I survived so many blows
I've been
live in there own poop
Miley: not the worms my life I cant believe I gave
up Jesse Mccartney for a slimey piece of fish bait
Lilly: Aww (Taking
hear the distant cries
Suffocation of my thoughts, haunted by the 14 lives
The dead are always taunting me, my killing spree will show
Your life will
drove it, but the next time, I own it, yeah
Live by the moment, I know that's how I want it
I got one life to live (live)
I wanna live in the city
the plane touched down just about three o'clock
And the city's still on my mind
Bikinis and palm trees danced in my head
I was still in the baggage line
husband the rest of her life
Oh, I'm just a poor girl my fortune is sad
I've always been courted by the wagoner's lad
He's courted me daily, by night
my ups and downs but I always left right
Rest In Peace Alori Joh
TopDawg for life!
And oh yeah
SOUL!
I watch this fire that we're gathered around
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
I'm not down
On my own I faced a gang of jeering in strange streets, oh oh
When my nerves were pumping and I
Fought my fear in, I didn't run
I was
(We're on a mission from Rod)
(One, two, three, four)
(Don't think it's quite bloody funny at all)
(Don't know what you're laughing about)
Life
goodbye.
My wagon is loaded. My whip needs a mend. So sit down here by me for as long as you can.
My wagons are loaded. My whip's in my hand. So, fare thee
I'm not down
On my own I faced a gang of jeering in strange streets, oh oh
When my nerves were pumping and I
Fought my fear in, I didn't run
I was
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