Lyrics:
With military MC's hard nock Bruce Lee
Hanging at the stadium just talking and swearing
Punk walk by laughing at what I was wearing
Prince born walking
Jim Jones ? Scarz
[Jim Jones]
I?m speeding through my days
off to see tomorrow but you
get one chance at life (one chance)
so if I do die
as a thug with pits
While they calling cops I’m Colin Kaepernick
I lean on love
Illuminated by the moon and the stars above
Disconnected from the world I
that you'll see why
Jimmie Rodgers' railroad lantern and his faithful old guitar
I could hear that old blue yodel coming from somewhere afar
Roy Acuff
left me thin
Now I'm living in a box. Wearing out my shoes
And if losing means I'm living then I guess I'll never lose
And when it's blue, then I soldier
I'm a sucker for ones that make me cry,|And cut through me like a switchblade knife.|Bring up the pain from deep inside,|With a sound so good it
by these killers,
it took years of thuggin' to get to this point nigga.
I don't know if you know how it feels to walk around with stacks.
I been
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me one by one
Guess I'll wind up like
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me one by one
Guess I'll wind up like
& the legend Jim Hill
Gosh he was filled filled with knowledge
By my guy Jase, pumping them cassette tapes
Escorted to the gym in the blue Escort
Dipset AY
music mediterranean
Come dive in this big blue
Bohemian balcony
Bliss been bent with absinthe
I stroll through my life
Like a Jim Henson Labyrinth
Walk
of April
Over the waves she rode
Sailing into tomorrow
To a golden age foretold
The night was black with starlight
The seas were sharp and clear
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
fuck with these niggas, too old for new friends.
But never too rich for new money.
These niggas buying hatorade by the twelve pack.
Like two stomachs.
BLUE RED GREEN YELLOW
BLUE RED GREEN YELLOW
I SAW YOU STAND ABOVE THE CROWD
FALSE PROPHET WITH A GUN
YOU DOVE INTO THEIR ARMS
ILLUMINATED BY
asked her just how she could know all this
And she just patted my hand and gave me a kiss
And in a voice so low and mild
She said I talked with Jim
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
paid
To walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Come take a little walk with me through my neighbourhood
And come spend a day in my trap
Get your
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me one by one
Guess I'll wind up like
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me one by one
Guess I'll wind up like
Finding my way i dont ask for no help
Living my life with the hand i was dealt
Buckled up like a belt
Went through some pain
Cant explain what i felt
My
an all-star line up
Like none I'd ever seen
Roger Miller opened the show with Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys
Followed by Webb Pierce followed by Hawkshaw
Uggh
On the real I want to see all my Jim's win for life
Fuck smiling part time I wanna see yall grin for life
They say that your biggest treasure
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