Lyrics:
My Muskrat hides hanging by the dozens
Even got a lady mink, a muskrat's cousin
Got 'em out drying in the hot, hot sun
Tomorrow papa's gonna turn
for time spent
The luxury of building something new
Something high-end
Man we had to start start fresh
My good brother’s 2 year old’s about to go start
Souls are stars, you know
And we're surrounded by stars man
And life emanates from the sun
Became awakened when my grandmother called from Philly
She
Show Some Respect For Our Brothers And Our Sisters(bvs)Sister & Brothers
And Realise That No Man Is An Island
You Can't Do It By Yourself. (Bvs)
they style,
like they got it so sweet,
it ain't about what ya earn,
it's about what you keep,
man passes by,
in an aimless stroll,
barefoot in
to brother Tyler
But after all is said and done
Well, truth is: Angola, Louisiana
You're the one
I can't tell a man not to defend himself
With not at this late
been a-ridin on the Tennessee stud
I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud
I'm working every night, I'll sleep when I die
Pull up to the Grammy stage with a tear in my eye
With the trophy in my right, brother standing by my
told me
That he wanted just to be on his way
Across the sea no man can measure
He won't be back,
And the sun may find him sleeping
In
I look like askin' a grown man to feed me? (Ooh, ooh)
You get locked up by them crackers, better have you some Velveeta (ooh, ooh)
'Cause they ass
Well my name is Mick Ryan, I'm lyin still
In a lonely spot near where I was killed
By a red man defending his native land
In the place that they call
showing me dances
Thinking bout me when she with her friends
A Harm, yeah, you know who the man is
Call me back when you get a chance
Skin-kissed by the sun
ends
To begin again with darkness
Infinite
It doesn't mean I am the centre
I call my brother Sun cos he shine like one
And see my father would say
Sun
in thought
Please don’t cry cause the sun don’t die
Please don’t cry cause the sun will rise
Please don’t cry cause the sun don’t die
Please don’t cry
the devil's house
You're joking, brother would never fall psych
Wrong, terminate the fact you even give a damn
Punch him dead in his Facebook, I'm down by
grandma told me be the man
I got planned buy the land, buy the soil, buy the sand
Buy the oil, by the man, cause I know
When our soul leaves our body, we
to enjoy myself
Livin' it, livin' it up
Six months out of every twelve
Livin' it up on top
When the sun is high, brother, so am I
Drinking
hides hangin' by the dozen, even got a little bitty
muskrat cousin
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun, tomorrow Poppa's
gone turn em into money
never go to
My old home I'll never see
For I must ride now across these flat lands
Fleeing the man o who'd murder me
By the dawn's early light
Oh
bash, forgettin
The laws, created by the creators
There's no more masters, just master-perpetrators
We did time with the rhyme like a bid
Now we're
day dream...blemished
By the smudgy finger prints of man...
And slivers of my life...floating,
Still soaring in space...
And spirits of bee hives
Even
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
hides hangin' by the dozen,
Even got a little bitty muskrat cousin
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun,
Tomorrow Poppa's gone turn em into money
had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa one of his
brothers was a bad outlaw
I send her a letter by my Uncle Fudd and I rode away on the Tennessee
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