Lyrics:
paid
I red the text, what that shit say?
I guess I got a short attention span
I learned it, get it straight from the source, fuck the middle man
where they be
Dockin' this boat
No hope I'm shackled
Plus gang tackled
By the other hand swingin' the rope
Wearin' red, white and blue Jack and his
I stood by your Atlantic sea and sang a song for Ireland
Dreaming in the night, I saw a land where no man had to fight
Waking in your dawn, I saw you
down by the bandstand to watch him while he played
He was Frankie's man but she was far away
He sang every song to the redhead she smiled back at him
When the energies crash like a cymbal
Is it the end of the song? Could be the intro
Man, if life could only be this simple
Tell it from the brothels
pinstripes
And now his necktie's baby blue
But now I'm grown, and
He's just an old man
I'm drinking water as clear as my eye
But I'm playing in the band
moved closer
And a man said take my love into your heart
I must have you here by my side
It happened all too fast
They came to love and they came to last
away
She came down by the bandstand to watch him while he played
He was Frankie's man but she was far away
He sang every song to the redhead she
and Roc-A-fella
I got the blue box and the feathers
Fuck the hatas and the hellas
Like you know it's on tonight
Cause everything got kinda reder
Who can rip like
what you need ain't got the time
I just wanna go back home, play this music and write blues songs, watch that river roll on by
These dirty streets don't
Fighters Colour of the Shape There Is Nothing Left to Lose
Who's Next by The Who
The Cat Empire Two Shoes
Circe Survive Blue Sky Noise
From Under the Cork
smokin' pounds, by the dozen
Little nigga this aint cheap, (This aint cheap)
Nigga, ain't no love song Bitch, this a diss song, play with me wrong, uh uh,
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover
calling me Or the wild blue yonder
It's just a chance to pick a while and sing a song
In another life I might have lived down by the ocean
Instead of all
best
Say we ain’t got no time for no corona thing
We ain’t party in years
(Yeah)
We be causing a commotion by the ocean blue
And watch de gal dem in
interested in all that shit
Nevermind blue check let me get them cheques
If you ain't know yeah mans up next
They begging it can't give em interests
cll
But I ain't never had to wear no black eyes from beatings
As long as he doin' right, by you and the kids
How you gon' expect that man not to be who he
cos we gotta get that pay
We always leave the radio on, but they never play a song that we want played
Every once in a blue moon, we hear a good tune,
my man wit' the spins
But last man guy i hit
Got slapped by the dots (Where they at?)
They always ask why i'm so violent?
I grew up on a violent block
to the opps
I slapped my man wit' the spins
But last man guy i hit
Got slapped by the dots (Where they at?)
They always ask why i'm so violent?
I grew up
ticket and I won't be back
This Golden Rocket is gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow
That's your cue and by now you know
That
mine
Say she tired of her n****s, say she wanna taste mine
Say she tired of her n****s, my sack
Man, how long is this song, man
Man, this motherfuckin'
a little bit of these workin' man blues
(This song's for the workin' man)
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