Lyrics:
good to a boy with mud on his feet
And I'm wishing these days I could strip to my soul
And go for a dip in the old swimmin' hole
A symbol of our
grow up and she'll leave her dolls
And her prince and her silly old bear
When she goes they will cry
As they whisper good-bye
They will miss her I fear
old friends
What's to discuss, old friends?
Tell you something:
Good friends point out your lies
Whereas old friends live and let live
Good
dream, of that ghetto prom queen
Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a nigga from my team
Head so good he don't ask for
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
the rat race
And these days that's a special way of life
Down home, where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home, a man's good word
Sitting in Mangrove Valley
Chasing light-beams
Everything wanders from baby to Z
Baby, baby, pretty, young on Tuesday
Old like a rum drinking demon
Psychopathic, but the hoes are attracted
Because when I'm on hard, my dick's at least a yard
In the days of old, I was a nut
Now I need at least 3 hoes when I
The dog days barked and the house cat got old
We were Bonnie and Clyde
In the emperor´s new clothes
And the tears never came
They just stayed in our
yeah
Yeah naw I don't fuck around, stay on my J.O.
Hov' been about that dough since I was a day old
Oh, push perico if I need to for the Root of Evil
[Jay-Z]
Turn the lights even lower!
Hova
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigel
Roc-a-fella y'all
[DMX]
Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all night
[Jay-Z
on the moon quite easy
While people here on earth are dying of old diseases
A woman goes to work every day after day
She just goes to work just to earn her
To play me, ba-by, hey he,
Gone need a track from God featuring Jesus or Jay-Z
Go on floss; ball where it cost
Smile for the cameras, take your shirts
to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a *** from my team
Head so good, he don't ask for a prenup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be
a trader when into town he'd come
Sugar by the bushel and molasses by the tons
Dooley slippin' up the holler...
I remember very well the day old Dooley
By the one way out
Strange voice shout
"Don't let that good man out!"
"Have a wonderful day in our one-way world
One way, one day
Have
back to high school
Those high school days
All the wild, wild, wild good times you had
All the boyfriends, boyfriends knocking at your door
Jody
we were hungry, just barely alive
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell
It's a time I remember, oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
WINDS OF THE OLD DAYS (Words and Music by Joan Baez)
The lady's adrift in a foreign land
Singing on issues both humble and grand A
Decade flew past
gold watch
They give a man at times like this
But there's one thing he's not countin' on
Today's the day I give old Oney his.
I've been workin',
back to high school
Those high school days
All the wild, wild, wild good times you had
All the boyfriends, boyfriends knocking at your door
Jody
too soon
She'll grow up and she'll leave her dolls
And her prince and her silly old bear
When she goes they will cry
As she whispers "Good
grow up and she'll leave her dolls
And her prince and her silly old bear
When she goes they will cry
As they whisper good-bye
They will miss her I fear
wanted to get outta there
They didn't know what to do
Their little brains is workin' overtime
That all changed one sunny day
That little boy dropped by
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