Lyrics:
Least til the pool would open up
Rooster every morning
Making shitty ass recordings by my bed
It was said that I had everything important
But little did
Madman (words and music by charlotte martin 2003) (hmm hmm hmm hmm) (hmm hmm hmm hmm) I woke up this morning and my head had started roamingnow
a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
This song is called "Alice's Restaurant
"It's about Alice,
the sky
We had younger eyes
When I look back
I get lost at the time
When walking up the street I'd see a leaf go waltzing by
I knew that every little thing
follow your dream.
When you was just a little girl, you used to love nice things
Pretty party dresses, candy and rings
You was your Momma's little angel,
Something's gotta give before I give up on myself
I keep tryin' things for years
But nothing really seems to help
Inevitably I will end up here all by myself
I
This track dictates everything I'm
Supposed to say so have mercy on this soul
That I've thrown away
Although it's cliche the devil had
A hold of me
and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps
really knew you good
And oh, God's blessing from the entire neighborhood
And as the days drift, drift into the future
I laugh a little louder
Like a Good Old Friend
I pick up my guitar when things go wrong It helps me turn the world off through a song
When I figure out the chords I feel
way
But I respect his decision
He's got a lot on his mind
He's pretty good with the gavel
A little heavy on the fines
One day there was this minstrel
Just a little, Just a little
It's Re*Source on the Track!
Just a little, Just a little
Maybe it can be more than something
I see, you see, this is
$hort, don't say it tonight, beeatch
It started on a bright morning in 1987
I was in my drop-to Caddy y'all
Gettin sucked by a bitch named Helen
Nasty
That was stupid I got off track
'Cause about that point everything went black
The next thing I remember is a head ache nagging
I woke up face down
That was stupid I got off track
'Cause about that point everything went black
The next thing I remember is a head ache nagging
I woke up face down
a Rolex watch
I figured by now y'all realize that Hip-Hop and Rap won't stop
Puttin' it together like a racing track
Where's all my Latino, Philippino,
headphones
Yeah distort the mic Marley
I want you to distort the mic
We gon' do it like we used to do it
Ayo, Premier, there the turntables!
Do your thing man,
Those forty something minutes are all mine
In a life so full of losing
I love losing track of time
The little things always crack a smile
I've been
caddy and friend of 25 years,
Mr. Skipijankings, is doing every thing he can to get
the champion?s mind back on track.
Skipijankings: (Say line during:
do?) Feel on each other, and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another; let the party begin
[Chingy]
Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel party
Take a little walk to the edge of town and go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms like a bird of doom as it shifts and cracks
Where secrets
Uhm, what's up baby? I been eyeing you
Time and time again, I been trying to
Get a little closer, but you won't let it
Well if I see something I
surrounded by this much pink ice?
Look but don't touch, motherfucker think twice
'Cause the gat that I clutch got a little red light
Need a light?
[Hook]
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
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