Lyrics:
road will I choose to the grave
And if I'm old 'til this oldness has me dying
I hope youll be by me then
'Cause if I'm old 'til this oldness has me
today, this man lost his son, his son died
So he had him cremated, took his ashes
And then made it into a diamond ring
Now he watch his son shine every
You must remember this
A kiss is still a kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by
And when two lovers woo
They
Athlete turned-actor, it must come as a shock
To be this big and still
Get overshadowed by The Rock
You take credit for "Despacito
" that's just silly
It's
Oh Oscar
I thought I wanted you but
Now I'm here in the crux
In the dark and the dust
In the cold and the damp
'Neath the old fashioned lamp
And you'll find out the hard way: you get no respect
[Old hustler:]
Man, you must be crazy and bugged
Whatcha mean I don't get no respect?
You crazy?
kids?
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (you're right)
Not over this shit (stop)
Drop the biscuit (I will)
Don't even listen to Slim, yo,
through and the old's made new And the joy will never die, that's paradise
In another corner of this world, met another man named Jim
Told me how twenty
the roof
I realized it's time to eat my words and face the truth
So come on over tonight we'll sit on the swing
Watch the pigs fly by flappin' their brand
kickin' out the chair
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Some kind of Voodoo
Come across this land
Some kind of Voodoo
We need a medicine man
Everybody's lookin'
just what makes a man keep pushing on
What makes me keep on hummin' this old highway song
I've been from coast to coast a hundred times before
I ain't
It's way darker this time
Sometimes I brag like Hov
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Sometimes I brag like Hov
Born sinner, the opposite
As time goes by
Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate
Woman needs man
And man must have his mate
That
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
Even I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
As long as my two hands
motherhood
There was a guy, although it seems
Who once took this measurement to extremes
He loved his mother and she loved him
And yet this story is rather
Turn left at the old hotel
I know this boulevard much too well
It hasn't changed since I've been gone
Oh, this used to be my way home
They
born
Like a thorn in your side I have sworn
Never to divide with Brand Nubian
You have to stand as a black man
Brand Nubian
From the Sudan plus I
I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench an old man was sitting there
I said, your old courthouse is kinda run down
He said,
And a fifteen year old girl has got to eat
She found me outside one Sunday morning begging money
from a man I didn't know
She took me in and wiped away my
Man, I was in a place
Called Keeprunnin', Mississippi one time
And I heard someone on my way by
Sounded a little something like raw funk to me
So
Christmas like a lullaby steals across the land
A breeze upon the water, rainfall upon the sand
We celebrate a baby born from spirit into man
gave you
Like the man who lay beside you
Is gone and you’re as empty as
The bottle by the bed
Sorrow struck me one mornin'
At the break of day
Sorrow struck me one mornin'
At the break of day
'Cause a mean old man
Came and took my gal
around
Smokin' acute; the old Ducados the old man got down in Spain
Eatin' acute; eggs and french fries on the side
Ride that Harley Davidson in
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