Lyrics:
yourselves
Then I said, "Angel, the world is such an ugly state"
"How will we make it out?"
Man and woman seem to certainly have lost their way
Our
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
Except a certain female with all new features
But I knew not her name
By this time the sun was preparin'
For another appearance, the sky was pure red
the
Lifespan of a box playing public enemy in Sal's famous
Feel dystopia vs. Elysium, time ticks and the hand keeps feeding them
A billion try to bark
of silence pours forth
From her red lips
Her arms outstretched
Into a crucifix
With aspect of a woman and man
Shedding hair and gown
Adoring the perfect Sophia
make a lesser man
Please don't try to judge 'em
Only by the colors you have seen
To love 'em is to know 'em
Whether red, yellow, white, or green
Except a certain female with all new features
But I knew not her name
By this time the sun was preparin'
For another appearance, the sky was pure red
woman or Man
Blue comedy
Insults is the new honesty
Results of a hue by Tommy
From Tommy by the Unemployable
Like Tommy
Pass with flying colors
Half staff
'Hey Betty you are beautiful'
You take on fashion girls
Feel like I'm gonna die
Cos a writer woman
Needs a wrote man here's why
They threw us there
Choke you man, rabid wolverine hold
My habit is like gold member
Control you with my odd scepter
New Lord and savior
Rapping eating a starburst, reds
from a puddle of demise
Death was the awakening, for a woman who could talk
I had to play it smart, visual imagery in my head
Shot down by the whole
by my side
Cause we're all alike
On the inside
One step up
Then two to the side
One more man
Let the sleeping dog lie
From the back of the bus
approached by woman
She asked would you like a dance
He said I'm here to play Keno
cnd I ain't looking for romance
Just trying to take this chance
Come up
what you say
'Cause their ain't no stallin'
When the death come callin'
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun (gun)
I think I
I came from the dream-time
From the dusty red-soil plains
I am the ancient heart
The keeper of the flame
I stood upon the rocky shores
I watched
the buck of dreams man that was somethin' else
Got what I got, I don't need much
Good hunting dog in the bed of my truck
Woman of my dreams, a nice plot
looking right up in the sky
Clouds or stars I don't care by and by
Only thing that brings me down
Brings my eyes close to the ground
Is women any man'd be
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
high-falutin female
Soul-food mama is the woman for me - I'm happy as a man can be
She cooks chicken and grits with fried green
'cause I may have drowned
Hotel notepad, three pens for five dollars
Black, red and blue, recommended by scholars
On foot, talking loud and telling
[Laurey:]
Why should a woman who is healthy and strong
Blubber like a baby if her man goes away
A weeping and a wailing how he's done her wrong?
Well, my mama used to tell me
A good woman's hard to find
Get a God-fearin', down-home girl that'll stay right by your side
But mama's boy's grown
the child of grace
With the blood red on his hand
Never known to hurt a woman
He never robbed an honest man
His mother held in jail, his daddy dead
And daily
(Girl you know I want you and you always on my mind)
cye yo wooh
I remember, on the first night, dinner by candlelight, red bottoms all white
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