Lyrics:
This is for the sleepers
Calling from the train tracks
The weepers wallowing
The fact that they're bored enough
To keep back their ticket out
Despite
old car smell
How were we to resist
Warm in the winters rhythm
By April cool and crisp
You've always been fashionably late
Never knew when to hesitate
Burnouts, endos, doughnuts
It might be small but it's ridden by grown-ups
Like Maradona with the Hand Of God
Cruising up Bristol with my mates in a quad
Put
honest every night's a battle
Tryin' to find a way back in the saddle
I keep tellin' your friends
I'm over you hopin' they'll buy it
Well I'd be lyin'
I'd
G)Theres one empty cot in the bunkhouse
Theres a saddle that (G7) nobody (C) rides
One empty place at the (G) table
The remuda is five horses (D)
fences
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle
and hang with Jay discussing money
Take a joke, read it back
I'm learning your attention spans the size
Of a flys wing span i'm Dan
Can't none of you hang in
back home
No blame to own
Nights crawl by, lying wide awake
Sleeping's a waste of time anyway
Glaring at home
No blame to own
Climbed in the saddle
challenge was answered in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there In silence
Shocked by
Beesh]
Show my love, I'll show it back to you...
[SPM]
Yeah that sounds like somethin' I would do
[Baby Beesh]
Tell your kid to stay his ass in school...
words
Kumbaya
Singing hymns while I cruise by y'all
Family not in Timbuktah
We out in Maryland
Poised and purposeful people produce a heart that's full
I
the saddle, once around for maintenance
So they put me in the saddle, I asked my horse's name
That grizzled old cowboy laughed, I felt a twinge of shame
He
challenge was answered in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there In silence
Shocked by
challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there in silence
Shocked by
They used to call me lightening
I was always quick to strike
Had everything I own
In the saddles on my bike
I had a reputation
For never staying very
my whip looks like it should be owned by Jeremy Clarkson or Richard Hammond
Feds pull me like I'm a drug baron
Chatting bare shit, can't understand
This is the christmas story as told by my drunk grandpa. Many years ago in hepsaba a child was born to Fred and Doris Ombree he was a very speciel
the belt they be saying nice things
Now he's winning but they laugh am back in nineteen
Now it's back to back gifted hands Ben Carson
Right now we just
to Mickey and Mallory
Knocking Mobb Deep and Khadafi, I'm talking Tragedy
Compare yourself to me 'cause in your back, they put a battery
Like the Energizer
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle down"
to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes
All these things, that we did
Grab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!"
You
I might be movin' to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of Dental Floss Raisin' it up
Waxen it down
In a little white box
I can sell uptown
By
Less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay
Dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there in silence
Shocked by the foul evil deed I had
dreamin";
I strolled back home with a grin on my grill
I figured since this is a dream I might as well get ill
I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince
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