Lyrics:
the door
Who's the man who hired all the criminals
The white house shadows who hide behind closed doors
And bend the facts to fit with their new story
The bright moon was shinin', the hour was late
Shot down by Pat Garrett who once was his friend
The young outlaw's life is now come to an end
There's many
nicks
By 15, I got a felony by 16
I got my driver’s license start using
J’s car to pedal lean
College Park that my stompin’ ground
Used to trap out
didn't go there for fun!
'Cause when she left, underneath her long red kimono,
She was totin' a forty-four gun!
She was gunnin' for her man
Who was
piece group
Up and down the Gulf of Mexico
Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band
Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitar man, yeah
didn't go there for fun!
'Cause when she left, underneath her long red kimono,
She was totin' a forty-four gun!
She was gunnin' for her man
Who was
five-piece group
Up and down the Gulf of Mexico
Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band
Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitar man
the finest little five-piece group
Up and down the Gulf of Mexico
Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band
Wouldn't ya know
It's that swingin' little
good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father's right hand
I went out walking
With a bible and a gun
The word of God lay
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
is said and done
That a boy was born to Rita
In nineteen-sixty-one
And lived a hundred years
By nineteen-ninety-six
Who's ever gonna notice
to pay
No time to stay the same
Too late to keep the change
Too late to pay
No time to stay the same
Too young to leave
Find out that now was
and grab it
Some trip over toots and say fuck it I'm sunk
I put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick verbs
I am the one who scores the herb
When
And nobody knew
Nobody knew
That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor
And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director
Who poisoned
Guess who? D'you miss me?
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're
none of that
Have you heard of Fairfax? Boy, we was running that
Nigga took the store from us, yeah, fuck all of that (Damn)
(Man, he- he really took
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
The smoke turned to silver and then turned to gold
Darlin' that's just what your love does
That's what it does with a kiss
I'm not the man that I just was
And then we strolled that golden sand
Two sweethearts
And that summer wind
Like painted kites
Days and nights went flyin' by
The world was new
prayed on bended knee
For that certain gay prince charmin'
Who was meant for me
I've got to find me a somebody soon
Or else I'll die, die, die,
I'd
A wall of bullets comin' from
Ak's, AR's, "Aye y'all. Duck"
That's what momma said when we was eatin' that free lunch
Aw man, God damn, all hell broke
Past the curses and cries
Beyond the terror in the nightfall
Haunted by the look in my eyes
That would've loved you for a lifetime
Leave it all
of reggie nigga
I get the chills every time that lil' confetti hit us
North Philly skinny bull but I'm heavy nigga
They switched sides they was never with
and ronnie
Black lonnie, d-mack, and michael
{*blam*} ha ha! a.k.a. psycho (what?!)
Me and nick styles used to get piles of cash (c'mon!)
My man reg kept
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