Lyrics:
like Tom Jones
Brake bones, brake your house, wifey's home
Yeah it's wifey don't leave me alone
that boy's arrogant send for da chrome
Come bare-foot
like Tom Jones
Brake bones, brake your house, wifey's home
Yeah it's wifey don't leave me alone
that boy's arrogant send for da chrome
Come bare-foot
injured myself on a longboard
But my man, Tom Knight
Actually broke his ankle riding
A Razor scooter
Sorry to call you out like that on the album
Tom but -
to anybody in your damn family
Your Uncle Tom, your Aunt Tammy, your Grand mammy
Your right hand man Randy, understand me
In Atlanta I got an outlandish
badly needs that can wiat
(wi-at? That's a new English
Word which means wait)
I've been waiting for some reaction
To the album from American
Listeners
nobody wanna pay me
Bitch I want my quarter back like I'm Tom Brady
Once I write my name all the other ones fading
I'll I do is work while these
A vznikne ti milion
Za ty dva roky
Jenom něco málo přibylo
Jen lidi odešli
A možná to dobře bylo
Topil se v tom shitu měsíce
Ne jen pár týdnů
Dodělám to album
jak gordon meffert czy don Johnson czy tom Jones czy tom selleck czy burt Reynolds czy David Hasselhoff
Więc gdybym miał spaść na samo dno to lecę
on this album I just signed ta Diplomat yesterday
What's really good
(I mean, I mean the album is done I mean
You know you on the next joint you on my
the contradiction
Between America's reality and perhaps her
Selective vision of herself
Corruption just refers to fraudulent
Conduct by the powerful, which is
on the check
I got that Mickey baby!
Little mama, I got the bomb, call me Tom Brady!
Move like a running back, 21 Tomlinson
Know how to push a pack, you should
The Neighbours n' The Brave
But the best thing is I have 'em, have 'em in empty PS3 cases n' wrote the album
Names on the cases with sharpie, got 'em sorted by
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Born Yesterday
Copyright Paul Day 2002
Part of a 5 track mini album recorded near Tom's River in New Jersey 2002 by the original Makshow USA line up
No Pressure
Copyright Paul Day 2002
Part of a 5 track mini album recorded near Tom's River in New Jersey 2002 by the original Makshow USA line up
Semi automatic
Copyright Paul Day 2002
Part of a 5 track mini album recorded near Tom's River in New Jersey 2002 by the original Makshow USA line up
She's Not A Girl
Copyright Paul Day 1999
Part of a 5 track mini album recorded near Tom's River in New Jersey 2002 by the original Makshow USA line
head will get blown like John F Kennedy's Dome
Ain't no tellin' bailin' from 12 like Emory Jones
Raise rebellion ready to kill like fentanyl pills
by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my
is
Fuck the Jones's, niggas trying to keep up with the Combses (Notorious)
C'mon y'all
We are, we are (what's his name)
No, No, No, Notorious
He
The illest mother fucker
Is in this room right now
It's Baron Jones baby
What more do I need to say
We bout to do a couple things we ain't done
Okay, so this is Outlaws Mind. It will be track number five on the seven
track album, Outlaws Mind, but there is a long pause for a little
leave that boy alone
[Big Moe]
Stankin and swinging on niggas like I was Roy Jones
Motorola, benjamin folder, slab holder
Crushing these motherfuckers
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