Lyrics:
town in Labrador
Where she sells seashells by the shoe store
I can speak, I can speak, I can speak quicker
Imagine I made a way to make everyone
to day
It ain't always easy when you're tryin' to make your own way
Make your own way
When life's a little hard on you
Make your own way
Nobody's
of mine and as I walked thru the grave yard
I noticed this man kneeling down by the grave of a child
And in his hand he held a big red rose and tears were
Make a toast
A toast in your honor
I hear you laugh
And beg me not to dance
On your right standing by
Is Mr. Bojangles
With a toast he's telling me
Please believe that, some how, some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how, some way
We gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
the weak-ah.
Speak when spoken to
Yeah I broke a few.
And by the way I was hoping you
Had a freak for me and a freak for you.
I make her do for us
The same
Hop
Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie
And I was in the session with him, I had my demo with me
You know, like I always do
I played a songs, he's
above
By its light that winter night
They found peace and perfect love
If we want to find it, I know we always will
For that new star is shining for
She was his girl, he was her boyfriend
She be his wife, make him her husband
A surprise on the way, any day, any day
One healthy little giggling
Keep a bad bitch cause I like the way She twerk
Call her by her alias but names I’m The worst
Never gas a hoe give what she’s Worth
When I drop a whole
lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator on the fader,
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man
I know you
made sure of
He shoveled coal to make a poor man's dollar
My daddy worked all night in the Van Lear coal mines
All day long in the field a hoin'
by
Crowned Prince isn't the way I ride
If you wanna roll together, it could be a vibe
(Okay)
(That's my dad)
(Oh)
The sun shines a little more
in a city, living in L.A.'s along way from Huddersfield town
The back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven
But that's where he get's his pork pie
This song was written by our friend Keith Gattis
An amazing songwriter, singer and guitar slinger
We lost Keith way too soon
He wrote this song
Wow, I need some time alone
I say: no, we gotta keep pushing on
She said: life is good, love is better?
My daddy, he always preached to me
You
a year process to make this combination
I'm not givin' mine away to Satan
Although I know that he's awaitin'
To get a hold of my biochemical equation
a year process to make this combination
I'm not givin' mine away to Satan
Although I know that he's awaitin'
To get a hold of my biochemical equation
the Wooley Swamp way back in the booger woods he never did do a lot of harm in the world
He never did do any harm in the world
But he never did do no good
in a city, living in L.A.'s along way from Huddersfield town
The back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven
But that's where he get's his pork pie
I know he's blood but you can still turn him away
You don't owe him anything
Do you go to the dungeon?
To find out how to make peace
With your
And hi, ho, hand me my shovel
I'm liable to dig my hole deeper
And it's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm
don't judge Jesus
By the things my friend will say
He holds a Bible like a dagger
And he twists it just that way
He just loves conversation
Like a cat
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