Lyrics:
head I think I need a silent room
I've been living by myself yeah in a ghost town
I've been living on my own am so used to that now
Friends come
we want you to come and live with
us and help us raise our children
The years went on by
I wish I had a praying church
And that the children grew up
mind began to wander across the miles
Back to other Sunday mornings that seemed so long ago
Now and so far away, he thought of home
And he knew that
grace
And that lil hand is traced I keep it in the safe
And Its when people close Im feelin out of place
And I keep seeing ghosts
I keep crying
Father
showing niggas her rings
I said bitch, I ain't impressed with that
Why the fuck is every briefcase short by at least ten stacks
We had a mil' in each
delivered
My flow got 'em guessing
Like rock paper-scissors
Before the feds came
We were already prisoners
32 years made us all reconsider
The Holy Ghost in
the screws
The ones that were loose
Shit if you only knew
Shit if you only knew
And where were you
When I needed you the most you were only ghost
Nah Never
from his face
We are the sons of Cimarron County
Now we are ghosts
That rise from a book
We toiled and bled for you Oklahoma
We surely gave more than we
daddy
Never knew that there was hope to
End the pain in his family
Then someone told him 'bout the
Risin' of the son
Now Johnny quit lookin' for a gun
guess.
Forget, though, we won't...
BOTH
Like father, like son.
BAKER
No more giants
Waging war.
Can't we just pursue out lives
With out children and our
Three shots upon the sky
Three bluebirds flying by
Three sons remind me why
I ended up in Crown Heights
Where's my confidence?
You know you
way
[Bridge]
(Yo)
M-O-B-B-D-E-E-P man
We got guns that could take your head
Pa-Pa-Pa-Pop-Pop
[Chorus]
Shit is serious son, you niggas
tycoon
Arm in arm, arm in arm
We are our father's sons and daughters, one by one
Marching off to kingdom come
And we're hunting down
We're trying
never knew what nice is
Check the papers while I bet on ices
More than your eye can see and ears can hear
Year by year all the sense disappears
never knew what nice is
Check the papers while I bet on ices
More than your eye can see and ears can hear
Year by year all the sense disappears
if you play in must town son you'll play it by the rules
That downtown time shed light on sights you won't see in school
Out of jail I found myself
cheeba hey
Get off my D-I, then go see the K's
'Scuse me Mr. D.j., please play "Fish"
Or that "CherChez", live meeting, ten four, may day-may day
were haunted by their ghosts
I remember it now like it was yesterday
Playing those guitars at a frantic pace
Somewhere we got lost along the way
These
eurt si em tuoba yas yeht gnihtyrevE
Euphoria
Them super powers gettin' neutralized, I can only watch in silence
The famous actor we once knew
the cheers, the flag-waving and tears
We sailed off for Gallipoli
And how well I remember that terrible day
How our blood stained the sand and the water
and daughters, fathers and sons
here's hoping you'll know the right time when it comes
like I did 'cause I knew though nobody told
me a damn thing about how
your god, de face him.
Who could believe in a lord that's demanding?
Hard to believe when we die we vanish,
In his deny and for all his creation,
the beat like it's my only son, my DNA
And this that southern playeristic like we was in the eight
Back in the day, I was young, broke and infamous
the truth, I'm like W'Allah
Every time I make a movie it be Sci-Fi
Looking scary in that Ghost when I ride by
Niggas sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like why
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