Lyrics:
a psychopath-ic
'Cause I'm graphic on the mic I never let go
Light skinner eat dinner like a soul man
Prove with the rhyme I'm down, Sam's hands
Transform
had
About Blue Mountain Lake
Derry, down, down, down, derry down
There's the Sullivan brothers and
Big Jimmy Lou
Old Mose Gilbert and Dandy Pat too
sayin?
DEB: Oh, my nigga, I ????? to do the shit by myself!
JT: Shit, do what, what you bout to do, man?
DEB: Tell these people bout this muthafuckin
And there's nothing like a walk on down by the bayou
To leave the world behind
Mud Slide
I'm depending upon you
Mister Mud Slide Slim
And the Blue Horizon
and slide with a Jimmy on
Tight grip on sides get the friggy on
Ooo, we lit tonight so it's really on
Her hips don't lie she a million
Swear down I'm itching
mean
Well I expect to go to hell
I'm just curious
I don't know what it's like there
Couldn't be any worse than it is here
Is life so terrible
Well I mean
Up near Moolieve Mountain, where the winds blow wild and free
Where the Kilkeel River makes its way down to the sea
The misty Mourne Mountains there
the average girl
Now I'ma send your mind through a twirl
Now usually I'm narrow-minded, never blinded
By any man, but somehow I got binded
I mean caught up,
in the cut right here
My man D Reed in the back over there
And we got Mills, JJ, & King
Jump on the track and we murder this thing
Shpee squad, that's
Jimmy Lee I'm goin' uptown
I'm finna get me a Paul Mason before I touch down
Got my brand new shoes got too much style
I just wanna see how a jazz
someday
All the old men look at me
I'm thinking of you, Mark
I'm thinking of you!
Saw Lou Reed giving head down in Soho
I wasn't really there, but Johnny
into deeper bits and pieces
Got me speaking like a preacher
I'm the peoples secret keeper
It Aaliyah all over
Damn there goes another star
Tryna shine
I been trapping nigga yea right there by the store
Tell me what you need I can serve you fa the low
Just re'ed up on the pack I can serve ya ass
million thrice
Submit the tapes, Channel 9
And CNN 'cause I'm nine
You know, I'd really like to be all alone all the time
But there's just not much to mind
It's ninety-three degrees,
And the radio says a storm front's movin' in
Sure is hot
There's a double feature down at the Fox,
But everybody's
of the last of the dope
There's a glow of light
The Saint Jimmy is the spark in the night
Bearing gifts and trust
The fixture in the city of lust
What
of the last of the dope
There's a glow of light
The Saint Jimmy is the spark in the night
Bearing gifts and trust
The fixture in the city of lust
What
the palace, we got it all tonight
Hello?
Hey, Jimmy, it's Glenn
Glenn, How ya doing?
Fine man, I'm going on the road, do you know anyone who
could house
"pass the blunt", I really can't talk,
They know I'm creative with the weed, man,
So when I bill it, joints cross like the green man,
Only the weed can -
the sun
A wooden bench seemingly put up for no one
Sparkling crystal by the dam marks the calm
Gravel tracks hit ears like glass been broken down
Lone
the place that I go when I'm there
Me an Jimmy an the boys runnin' dark up in the mountain air, yeah
Got a couple more runs till the sun's comin' up in
he always hurt it..
As your Jimmy saved him at the right time..
there's no problem anymore..
Give him this medicine ..
I'll leave..
I survived ?
How
When I was a tailor I carried my bodkin and shears
When I was a weaver I carried my roods and my gear
My temples also, my small clothes and reed in
were you last night?
What were you doing out so late?
You sure gave me a fright
Standing down by the corner
Waiting for the man to show
A cigarette
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