Lyrics:
On the brow of a mountain in far north
Lies distant place, rusty shack in solitude
There young woman with centuries old soul lives
Enlightened by oneness in
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by a highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled, pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car doors
werk is van Danville tot Waterkloof
Tot Arkadia en almal wat goed weet van gewapende roof
Ek skryf vir die mense wat piekniek hou by die
no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off of course
juice for the dead head
Got bruised by the bedhead
Getting loose, got you in bed
But my feelings, you misread
From shack to shack, girls rent got me
gon' clap yuh
And I'm shakin' the shack yuh, and nothin' can stop me alright
And they talkin' the crap yuh, and I'm just gonna live my life
Girl why you
shoulders.
Tell her she can count on me.
Tell her she’s heaven sent
Tell her she can hold my hands and say my name yeah.
Girl you no I love you the feeling is
emotions from the very depths of my being
It's Q by the way
Long side Bard Man BM, Bard Movement
Yeah
Uh
Uh
Yeah
Uh
It's kind of crazy let me tell you bout
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city
It was a one room shack that slept ten
elsewhere
Oh, I'm staying nowhere with love
Well, it's better to be happy in a cardboard shack
Than to be alone in a castle
All you get for your money
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Taking advantage of
Breaking the back of love
When you're surrounded
by a simple chain of events
(Behind my eyes, behind my eyes)
(Your eyes
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by a highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled, pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car doors
mornin 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch it's time to dick her
I ain't in love with
shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy
Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth
And one day I see you standin' at a token booth
It
love with her, I just wanna be the one to hit her
Drop off and let the next n**** get her
That's the way it goes, it's time to shake a hoe, make
from cheap
I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way (Brooklyn)
The Moët and Alizé keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
from cheap
I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way (Brooklyn)
The Moët and Alizé keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Heading for the station with a pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickity-clack
From a shack by a mountain stream
To a room in New Orleans
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home
The men I meet ain't warm and friendly
(Dolly Parton)
From a shack by a mountain stream
To a room in New Orleans
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home
The men I meet ain't warm
Heading for the station with a pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickity-clack
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