Lyrics:
Last night at the end of the line I was half a million miles from a prayer
I crossed my hands across my heart and I laid out in the desert somewhere
Let us be together, let us be
In the red half light, I was raised at midnight
Just as the last throws began
The people were leaving in a fashion
The fat rat with the cheese
The boy that got the work, from half O's to Ki's, they call me
(Fat rat!)
The fat rat with the cheese
I bleed niggas'
Most days I'm burning in a fire
I got a cliche cold staring at my world
But these days the bird is on the wire
Two fingers pull a pen
Half drawn
you just to stop this alcoholic ticks
I'm a ticking time bomb and you could kill a donkey which is half the shit that I'm on
It's time to shut
You're the last of my fears,
I was top boy of the class in my year,
Well not really but I was half way there,
And I coulda been the headmaster so yeah
Got
I man believe in no noose
I could be rich like a wandering Gypsy
I could be poor like a fat wallet lost.
I could be first or I could come last
room
For one last dance when you feel I'm ready
77 ways to say no
77 ways to say no
77 ways to say no
77 ways to say no
You are my hero
My
blackness
(Un)forgivable blackness
Hey! Yeah!
You think you know, but you don't know the half of it
I don't rap for the cash in it
I do it cause I'm
your last words count like grooms choosing their vows,
It's more than just timing, the sport of slaughter with rhyming,
Of course if I'm writing my name
where I found her, and I walked out with a gun
I was half cocked and loaded I went looking for someone
I came back in the springtime, I promised her I
Last call for everything
A pool of emmalines delirious
She lingers like a chain
It's more than grave but not to serious
Send your reverie to me
I wish I had one last try
Hidden somewhere inside
But it's all been spend before
When I reach for it I can sense it in my hand
And when I try
After all that you put me through
But when I gave you the chance
I really thought it would last
We were so in love
And I never imagined we would
"I'm lurking in your pocket, better watch it, rizzle kicks, HA! "
What! I'm last on the heaven list,
'Cause I couldn't give a ras what angelic is.
myself a big alligator gar,
Drug him home across my back,
Tail was dragging a mile and a half,
Flippin' an' floppin'. I sold him for a quarter.
Time again to die a slow death
Now take that last breath
Sounds of bones crack
Better make your way to the exit real fast
I'll escape my thoughts
Well, it was Friday night last week we got pulled over with an O
53 and Ogden by a condescending po
Tried to fill his quota book
Stopped us no
and Queen's Cross
We'd started out with eight good boys but half had gotten lost
And you'll never keep the lads together when their eyes begin to rove
Smooth Bee
[Greg Nice]
Humor! I'll make you laugh
Go take a bath you don't know the half
Yeah my structure, is like a skyscraper
Greg, Nice not a comic
old alcoholic, waxing bucolic
Shivering and homesick
Staring at a wooden floor
Staring at a wooden floor
Last night I nearly killed myself
the tip jar and drops a twenty
And says That last song it really hit home'
He said If I could have just one thing
I would play guitar and sing
and then
Jimmy's just a bum
Who wants to hold on to the past
He tries to be a tough guy
But dumb kids come in last
He says he'll win her heart
His love life
I don't want you nasty, I want you nas-tay
My last day on earth I'll be fuckin a freak
That spend a half an hour just suckin my meat (yeahhh)
She
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