Lyrics:
And the ship lost its way in the fog
And that whale of the crew was reduced down to two
Just meself and the captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock, oh
to disagree?"
So Bernice bobs her hair and is instantly ensnared
In a trap so well prepared by Marjorie
Her hair was long, her hair was dark
Her hair fell
I held the keys to that old Chevrolet
And you held the keys to my heart
I'd throw a fit, hit the dash,
Get out and kick the tire
When that old
And I just want to let y'all know
Who I came down here with
I slid in here with Lord J
And Alamo with the A
And I came to get wreck, like this
I'm
would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was
and engineered by Chris Rosser
Drums engineered by Nick Ace Lutz at County Q, Nashville, TN
County, Gibson Pond by and by
Freight train rolls unsteady as we look to the pines
For the long, lean man with the gun-smoke eyes
Willow, oh Willow have
you're smiling now. OOH!
It might have been in County Down,
or in New York, in Gay Paree,
or even, London Town.
Hey! What difference does it make?
No
in the fog
And that whale of a crew
Was reduced down to two
Just myself and the Captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock
Oh Lord! what
rest easy Madeline, I'm bringing down the bank
Across this flooded county line
And when I get home we'll have a grand old time
But don't you shed no
It's crazy im still searching for your soul
All this chasing shit getting old
Did a lil time in that county
My life ruined
Charges pending
They tryna
his homosexuality by marrying a female
Opera star henry Miller, in his old
Age, obsessed with young Oriental
Girls john Dos Passos going
From fervent
a document about chem trails
Follow Bob down the rabbit hole
Come to your sense 2 weeks later standing in a field strapped to a cardboard "bomb" filled with
rose to the occasion (It's drippin' right down my lap)
Now, I'm a dead man!
The unspoken truth
Denial of youth
Solicited by crude
In your day to day
a ten-bob note up his nose
Such a mean old man
Such a mean old man
His sister Pam works in a shop
She never stops, she's a go-getter
Takes him out
peace straight forever hit our target
I den just copped me new whip the Audi went down on some broken and old shit
I can build me a bitch make her my own
break roots in half
Straight architect gets down for the craft
With the sound that hits the spot
Makin' heads bob while your speakers get hot (echoes)
a deal
You see we split the money fair
Except for thirty percent to the county seat
To keep the law out of our hair
And old Charlie's working out real
contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by
(singing)
King’s down to Gwinnett County
95 to the I-20
Dap, make a right on Duluth
By now they don’t know what’s the truth
Chemdog Sour got me
our life, nigga (drop his ass)
I just had a son, I just had a cub (my baby)
What's even better is he by somebody that I love (my baby)
My real
a war I’m trying to win
Cause I’m done earning pennies
Getting gaveled by my neighbors
Dragged away from my family
Eating pbjs with a cookie sitting down
chess
Bet I made mama proud,
And I never followed them
I'm a leader they a crowed
In a old town road
Just breaking down pounds
Calling all shots
They
I got you
DJ Threat
Jam Master Jay
Big Pun
B.I.G.
And Free Shyne already
We the Best
I'm from Miami-Dade County, Florida
I go by the name
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