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page from Bris He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips Somewhere in the Florida sticks It's a set up Tell the crew to keep their
Dirty boots Dirty coasts Piled up By the door Lights are low Jukebox is on Spinning through Old cowboy songs singing Sorry come Sorry go Nothing
out the sea foam Giving you the Willie's as I'm stepping off my steamboat Left here by the gods and beheaded by a rod I've some deadly black spots
la la la la la la" Like my father before me I am a working man And like my brother above me I took a rebel stand He was just eighteen Proud
going to be In High, High So- High So-ci-, High So-ci-ety. I want to play for my former pal- He runs the local jazz festival. His name is Dexter
going to be In High, High So- High So-ci-, High So-ci-ety. I wanna play for my former pal- He runs the local jazz festival. His name is Dexter
going to be In High, High So- High So-ci-, High So-ci-ety. I want to play for my former pal- He runs the local jazz festival. His name is Dexter
Trouble by the morning air, my fear is the culprit Pickin' at my brain, hope my bones clear from the vultures Stumbling I got here, my head back from
downtown Dallas by the Sight of the grassy knoll Where the leader fell and a town was broken Away from the feel and flow of life for so many years He hears
by His love The enemy tried to drown me; flooded my life with misery But God wouldn't let it, He wouldn't let it take me down He rescued me
I'm gettin' paid off rap Niggas lying in they songs I just state all facts Sick I called my nigga phone And he can't call back Use to middleman chickens
This song’s for Robert Johnson Cause he sang the blues This song’s for Robert Johnson Ain’t got nothing to lose Young Robert Johnson died a long time
And a crazy old butcher was he He said, ""I care more for my pots and my pans Than I cares for the bottom of the sea!"" CHORUS Then up spoke the parrot of our
them horses run Cut a path through the grass yelling, "Kiss my ass!" With a middle finger in the wind We laughed, we drank, every now and then I think
to the death, we keep a tight clique A couple felons, ain't no tellin' when they might flip I got a homie that's crooked but took the straight path He turned
can’t have my soul He can’t have soul, He can’t have my soul You already know I’ve been down this lonely road The path may be narrow The cliffs may be
Chorus cin't this life such a tragedy Man it's really messed up - it messed wit my sanity Though He's workin' hard - just to make a better man of me
child Ephesians 3:16 is proof God's strengthening your inner man by your faith in Jesus Its all in the cost He paid His blood is the path through
the waiting, never see the bacon Gotta get to waking, now I know that I won’t be aided I can see real clearly now if I wanna go up I gotta make my own path My
fire Fresh, he got that fire Girl, holla at my nigga if you want that Oscar Meyer He got that fire Shit, he got that fire Girl, holla at a nigga if
sing it all day This song is my prayer I give to only You It can't compare to the gift from You, oh See, He gave us His love, He gave us His Son
Hands up hands up Ringa ding ding dong Where do I belong I wanna write the song That will right the wrong Hands up hands up Ringa ding ding dong
I'm just making my way through the green Old glory helped construe I travelled the country Let the waters guide me As the rain came down like Genesis We
cannot? A child chasing Fish in a pond Watching you is my reward Wish you could see you with my eyes Two lovers, an old time movie A kiss right before
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