Lyrics:
Whose death
Was painful and wry
Image cast in bronze
Hit by a truck
Shattered and scattered
Its death
Makes them laugh
Image cast in bronze
Rebuilt from
stipes did with REM
Rev up the RPMs
How do I begin to try to paint this sin, of rules?
That divides God's people in two
In the beginning, religion
running wild, hiding in the morning mist
Game demands I make you mine
I thought that I could resist
But the leopard in you silently preyed on me
I
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
Poem here says, Comment #1
Uh, Comment #2 is dynamite
But Comment #1 is the one we decided
To use here this evening
Because it makes a comment if you
keeps brothers
Smothered under deep covers
Erotic programs, Moet and slow jams
Enough to make you hold hands
And plus you a bold man
You fall in
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
So all of your fears, just cast them on me
How can I make you see?
I'll be your cloud up in the sky
I'll be your shoulder when you cry
I'll hear
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
a date
For America's most complete artist, but wait
Make sure that you keep the facts in mind
Don't mess with The Great, cause the D.O.C. is like a nine
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
lead us not into temptation, I
Want you to kiss me, i love you)
You're a good kid
All you lil' cowboy will do a good job for me
Make sure you do it
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
that cloudy draw,
When silence took the battlefield men just stood in awe.
Some say it was the cannon smoke some say the Northern lines,
That cast
shots stay a come up
Out them hammers at light speed, make it a hot summer
In' New York, New York aka Ground Zero
The Big Apple, with the worms in
Enter into our world, our arms are open wide
To give them our freedom, we walk by their sides
Take the gifts we give them, sometimes it gets old
Turn
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
at light speed, make it a hot summer
in New York, New York - a.k.a. Ground Zero
The Big Apple, with the worms in the middle (eww)
The White Castle,
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
picture you see
when you're huggin' with your baby i
n the last row in the balcony?
There's Technicolor and Cinemascope,
A cast out a Holly wood,
filled up with mud (with mud)
I got your ho tryna wrestle in the mud
Ain't have shit, I had to get it out the dirt (dirt)
I hit the bank and then I make
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
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