Lyrics:
hangin' by a thread better than hangin' by a rope, see I'm hangin' wit my niggas til I'm hangin' wit my niggas, can't you see they tryna kill us, man it's
away in this tractor beam
Twas a horrible scene
Her hair still in rollers
Her nightie was busting at the seams
And her scream
Got all the more extreme
There was a farmer and a farmyard filled with animals
And this is the story of their times
Old man Sammy had a farm
Walked the land with the rifle
may look tonight,
You will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea,
Working for some man who may not know at all who I might
the old man down,
He never doubted that the rumor was real.
But there the old man stood by the store front,
With his white cane hanging from his belt.
eyes closed,
F#m
and in the dark.
E B7 E
This old dirt road 'aint on the map,
He was just an old country doctor
In a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by
But we never saw him frown
As day by day in his
me call me master
Her old man a goofy, now he laying in a casket
Bullets shave his head, my chopper gave that boy a bad cut
I like it when it's backed
and such, man, I don't know much, man
I pay my dues, man, now I'm confused, man
Scabby vampires wanna run, come along, come use man
The same old news, man
and such, man, I don't know much, man
I pay my dues, man, now I'm confused, man
Scabby vampires wanna run, come along, come use man
The same old news, man
been by my side
Since we've been 50 years old
And we're both 85
Oh baby
Oh
All this time you've been
By my side
You will complete my life
And you'll
tragic
12 tried to pull us over we got boxed in
Everybody in this car silent man we locked in
I ain't talkin bout that dance when we slide we be moppin
Ona
and the Bronco
Once again, ridin' in the sunset (O oh)
Blood inside my eyes (Uh)
I can't let it touch my son's head (No)
This shit drippin' on the
BoJack's with
not about tractors
But how I hacked your network and pivoted to Azure
So if you ain't down with this new type of hacker
and you wanna be a sheep, well
Lord I work so hard
I do my part and then sum
Treat me like a tard
Cause I run the whole spectrum
Cant wreck this rectum
I'm a hard ass
Injecting
a cow
Hittin switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Redneck fella, moonshine sella
Hang him by his neckbones, chicken bones
to the studio
You know he do it one take
He said tell me what you think of this
And I heard it, and I was thinking like, man
I really wanted more like
the building, man
What are you talking about
Don't play wit me
Don't play
I don't play no games
Too easy
This is just light work by the way
EP coming soon
a.k.a mr.enron
u already kno dirty money,clean money, its just money nah'm sayin
bitch
young money,cash money,old money whatever man
its ya boy man
i talk
you got hit by a tractor tire
My peoples be the ones ya'll worry 'bout
When we in the buildin'
Niggas try to hurry up and scurry out
Meet you
to the farm we’re dear old friends of Lee
CHICKENS IN THE COOP, tractors in the field
THESE WILD TREES were used to build the old red walls
----
UNDERNEATH
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
If you lucky, you get old
Oldtimer told me (yeah)
You ain't gon' be able to fuck the same
Drink the same
Hang out the same
I'm like, once a man
charged with electric current
And burn'em so don't, touch
Gimme room to bloom or boom impending doom
Thoughts consume man I got that
Touched panache pizzaz
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