Lyrics:
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black
In the shithouse a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black night
Just a quiet city sport[?]
With a wife and little kids to support
So immaculately dressed when he walks
Like a soldier on parade
He's a tin
A helicopter searchlight
Is searching for no-one
We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top
The smokestack clouds with glory attached
We're all pushing
Ranger
Rin Tin Tin
Flowin' just like water
Through the sands of time
To the marrow of the bone
And the eye of the mind
Like drink if you're thirsty
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black
On a lone and windy hilltop beneath a roof of tin
In a little wallpapered bedroom I done my growin'
'Twas there I dreamt my dreams, I hung my jeans
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
my church
Traded my artist and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, neon cathedral
Neon cathedral
Underneath this fragile frame
Johnson]
We're all down in tin can alley! [spoken words, Lonnie Johnson]
I was down in tin can alley, loaded down with that bust-head gin.
I was down in tan
Tin city, tin city robots
tin tin tin tin
ta ta ta ta
begins
If there's hope in a roadblock, guns in a church
The Lord will take his motorcade and drive us into the dirt
We're all pushing up the tin can
A helicopter searchlight
Is searching for no-one
We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top
The smokestack clouds with glory attached
We're all pushing
amor não tem fim
Que eu lhe mando outra explicando tin tin por tin tin
Você tem que devolver o que era meu, bem meu
Mande o meu retrato e ponha
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
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amor não tem fim
Que eu lhe mando outra explicando tin tin por tin tin
Você tem que devolver o que era meu, bem meu
Mande o meu retrato e ponha
volanta, déjala pisa pisa pisa
Tiki tin tin tin, Tiki tin tin tin, Tiki tin tin tin, Tiki tin tin tin
Oye como suena
Tiki tin tin tin
the wall
Ten of your tin soldiers in a row
With eyes that looked like ice on fire
The human heart, a captive in the snow
Oh, Nikita, you will never
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