Lyrics:
hold onto these nights
Trying to find out way home by the street light
Over time we figure out this is me, right
Learn a lot about your friends right
the distance
Dip my feet in every once in a while, just to say I visit
And we hold onto these nights
Trying to find out way home by the street light
Over time we
faithfully riding the range
Looking for injured souls to help them turn a page
He's God's cowboy sent with the light from above
When you see him you can't
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
slams
I'm not a butt nut you know that I never bang
But I lick more coochie than K.D. Lang
But I'm not gonna kick an X-rated rap
And even if I did
No stockings by his fire, just his ole cattle dog Gus
A glass raised to his maker that's a cowboy Christmas
A strong cup of coffee, beans and corn
partner
You just gotta let us in
Ten years filled by my new family
Truly my Glory days
But grant came to me with a letter
And sorrow in his gaze
He said,
piles of technologies of
radio she created.
I am making the X-rated music
to carry it off
by forbidden experiments.
That is maybe maybe maybe...
really worth
No to X rated
Yo mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt
And now she find out what life is really worth
No to X rated
I
(Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)
Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when
them no quarter
Every one will be put to the sword!"
One hundred and eighty five
Holding back five thousand
Five days, six days, eight days, ten
them no quarter
Every one will be put to the sword!"
One hundred and eighty five
Holding back five thousand
Five days, six days, eight days, ten
(Lyrics nigga play it)
These streetz illustrated
(Rhymes X rated)
We just write about it
But you can die about it
Now you can be a see about it nigga
the dream in this electric town
I'm a modern-day cowboy, on a digital ride
In the city by day, but the country by night
Two worlds collide, making me whole
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede Timbs
Masqueradin X-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round nozzle touchdown, Haagen-Daas gobbles White House
Gucci flag
As you come out to the light
Can your eyes behold the sight?
It's only Monday
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
Just so you remember who
this sadist revival, hand in hand
Lost in the city lights where dreams collide
A million faces passing by a kaleidoscope of life
Caught up in the rhythm
FREINDSHIPS MADE, OATHS ARE SWORN
COWBOYS AND INDIANS
HEROES IN THE SUN
CHASING THOSE SUMMER DAYS
AS FAST AS WE COULD RUN
THE WORLD SEEMED GOLDEN
LIFE
By Thy Power
Holy Ghost Fire
Fire Take overrrrr.. x3
Let there be Holy Ghost Harmattan like in the days of Jeremiah
Like in the days of Noah
Like
them no quarter
Every one will be put to the sword!"
One hundred and eighty five
Holding back five thousand
Five days, six days, eight days, ten
and cussin
It was ten below
Timberland
Ginuwine
Missy hoe
Get the bag
TT
Set it off here we go
Queen and slim
Us baby never them
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let
Spike Lee'd
X'd out like a raver
In the light beams
Love & Hip Hop
Fuckin on a
WIDESCREEN
WAP
New drip
Had em slippin on the concrete
Amadeus
Fuck fame
and recorded by the Dorsey brothers
Orchestra in 1934 and 35
(10) The Piccolino: Dance tune by
And featured in Top Hat
(1935) where Fred Astaire danced
It with
And the dust in her eyes
Spotlights are turning
Night into day
And just for a little while
The pain goes away
Cowboys tell them they love them
But their
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