Lyrics:
Won't even really matter what I say
Remember how we felt on holiday
What matters is how we feel down the road
Put emotion in the fader drop it low
the plans we made
We choose to live in this urban wasteland
So we can't be surprised when it begins to fade
A holiday is a state of mind
You just change
Back on the road again
I had a little woman in Memphis
She wanted to be my bride
She said, settle on down, traveling man
You can stay right by my
see the friends I knew
I left 'em by the wayside
But I know their hearts are true
I'll give myself a holiday
I need it oh-so bad
And if I
one by one
Devouring half of London Town
The Devil is an Englishman
A nest of tiny scorpions
Are breeding in my cranium
Poet Laureate of hell
"Your life has been marked
By considerable pain
Do you think you'll ever get to
The point where you can live
A normal, happy life?"
No, but i i'm
Back on the road again
I had a little woman in memphis
She wanted to be my bride
She said, settle on down, traveling man
You can stay right by my
something they ain't never seen before
Can't bribe me can't buy me bro
I'm like a li Moses telling Pharaoh nigha let me people yea
In order for us to live we
let me put the quarter in
And hit the start button it's time to begin
I've got two lives in reserve so I gotta be carful
I don't wanna lose them at all
it
Scorpion kick on the day they crossed it
Doxin' revealin' myself, I'm boxed in
Venomous action toxic
Batman step with the power of cosmic
man we will all have some fun
Rastas Chafouins wait for you to run run
I just wanna live my life like in holiday
I wanna be free for the rest of my f
the fridge
When they reach the right temp'
Pour a seven in the lid
I just made a play by Oracle
I feel like Steph
Baby girl adorable, when she suck dick
I
hysteria
No need to fill up the calendar
Live day by day and see that eventually
The summer'll come back to ya
Ouh baby, baby, don't you worry 'bout
the wind still blows by
Calling your name
Ref.
“the black scorpion queen had visited me in my dreams
Passion, passion been loved wrong
But you baby wanna
Scorned by god
Destined unto hell
In life mercantile
Simple man, living, praying
For what cause
Do I prey
For what existence
Is my dream
Held in
laying wit all these leaches
Never solo when I'm sleeping
Either my main or I'm creeping
Even when I'm by myself
I got Nina by my belt
And I be gone
the Midas one
Sometimes you've got to spin the wheel or roll the dice
You've got to live as you learn because there's no second bite at life
So slice your
won't stop 'till the fam is so proud
Look, I don't care what kinda warp he in
Just know I'ma sting like a scorpion
Rise up, word to my bro Arian
My legacy
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
man, half monster like Bruce Banner
Camouflage Scorpion vendetta with a black Beretta, serial killer
Federal Expressman, FedEx, send deathbed letter,
Been on my grind now it's time to celebrate
Wanna live my life jus like its a holiday
If it's on my dime den I got no time to waste
Yo I'm bout
see the friends I knew
I left 'em by the wayside
But I know their hearts are true
I'll give myself a holiday
I need it oh-so bad
And if I
for years
You were swallowed by the doubt, and eaten up by the fear
Saying will we make it, make it
Following our dreams
Will I see you at the end
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