Lyrics:
in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines rolling on
But when you get to the porch, they're gone on the wind
We don't know quite where we come from
But probably straight from hell
None of us have a mother
And all our pops are in jail
We're a rag
to eat,
'fore I go to work I even brush your teeth
Get home in the evenin' and you're still in bed
Got yourself a rag tied 'round you're head.
Oh
Creepin, hittin switches, bumpin, riding low
Danger sittin shotgun, Crook's rollin up one
Got the rag-top down in this hot ass sun
Rollin, by the park we go
This is {FI-YAHHHHHHH} we give a fuck about your rag
You motherfuckers made New York look bad
With all you gangsta-ass, Michael, gorillas recognize my
Southern Killafornia
G's carry rags and represent your true colors
And if you ask me it feels good to be that Mexican brother
I handle my own and mind my
niggaz wanna ground pound
Got the rag '57 with the top down
Follow me, alive and kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside
Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin'
they always will
Somebody better breathe hard
You gotta believe to shelter your needs
Pharmaceutical population
You've got your rag news sellin'
of the winter
Circle of tyrants rockin the murder course iced out
Blood fallin to your face, get erased, lights out
Spikes out for dish rags
Keep them in they
of cardboard boxes that cats breakdance on
Vietnam vets with no legs that can't afford eggs
Begs dressed in rags rockin a bag full of dreads
[Chorus] 2X
[Uncle
to eat,
'fore I go to work I even brush your teeth
Get home in the evenin' and you're still in bed
Got yourself a rag tied 'round you're head.
Oh
baby its all that holla holla imma call back and I could see that no matter the way your dress you're a ball rag that's all to the gravy train video
to eat,
'fore I go to work I even brush your teeth
Get home in the evenin' and you're still in bed
Got yourself a rag tied 'round you're head.
Oh
tortillas and twelve packs of frias
Oldies in the back drop playin out the rag-top
The streets are my playground and I'm tearing up the black top
And I can't
do-rags to your so-called awards
T-shirt with my chain out like fuck y'all all
Retrospect ain't been the same since I lost my dad
He's still alive, but
up, in my rag Chevrolet
[W.G.]
Nigga please, playas get chosed off top
These niggaz be loving bops, I just stop and watch
I ain't tripping, cause
The moon's worn thin
Succumbed to the pressure
Her silver dress
Hangs in the sky like a rag
Her coat her cloak
Her cover of darkness
It
bitchy than me on the rag
Your preppy plaid fag need to change your style
Pull your paints down, have a little sag
Chill out, don't nag
Get your queer eye
lend me your ears ese
Taking a little trip through the Eastside
South Central in ya mental
Bendejo
Bring it siempre
Si puero que muleño
Blue rag is
are rags
My aching ankles snap
Yeah we started dancing in the malls
And on tables down at city hall
We just got disapproving eyes
Everyone's
you're always bad
Just because you feel decrepit
Like an old rag
Just because you knew you ought to
When you never ever would
Doesn't mean you'll
the Antelope's crew
(chorus)
The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight,
She'd a list to the port and and her sails in rags
And the cook in scuppers with
the boss will give
He said the same thing two weeks ago
You've seen that sweaty jet rag
Feeling come over him, and I've
Seen that boy nod into a dream
of these painful scenes that drag me down
My wheels turn slow
Love's candle burns low
Now my eyes are dressed in rags
To hide the scars from what I've
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