Lyrics:
the long road home but I took the road that led back me to you
(Music & Lyrics by Jared Meredith)
Thrown together
Through hornyness and pity
We're notorious in this city
For cutting friendship
Circles by diameter
Alone forever
Every poison word
Now that nigga fuckin' slow
Lose some weight fat ass nigga
You look like Homer Simpson (Doh)
I pulled a golf club out
Hit that nigga upside the head
You give it a look
You might see I'm the hook
Said, Knock Out, He the hook
(Pow)
We was raised by the brook
We was puffin' on kush
Tell you, you might
a number of brooks running straight across it from side to side, and the
ground between was divided up into squares by a number of green hedges, that reached
goin' fishing for a mate
I'm gonna look in every brook
She's gonna look in every brook
But how much longer must I wait
With baited breath and hook?
I don't even drive it I be sleepin' on the way
Keep the money off the gram and keep the shit up in a safe
By the way
Under pressure had him sweatin'
above I never look
What's around me
Ain't worried bout no crook
He surrounds me
Like water in a brook
Never Shaken
No we never shook
When my mind is
body near a shallow brook, escaped on foot
Switched the look up, out of state he got the hook up
The flipped cake, thought lighter than the feather
out!
I'm not gonna wait until we land in the brook
And have all the little fishies swim by and take a look
Now they're all laughing at us with
realistic hooks
Like a fisherman's brook
An efficient outlook
To disintegrate the foundation shook
By that babbling brook
Shoulda offed her
Left her sleepin
For I'm quick on the trigger and I brook no disputes
I will take what I fancy and burn all the rest
cnd leave you like cdam in your innocence dressed
to leap before you look
Surrounded by toadstools
At the old green glen
I'm afraid there is little
That I can recommend
Save all of your courage
Gone fishin' Instead of just a wishin'
Gone fishin'. . .see him snoozin' by a brook
Gone fishin'. . .didn't even bait his hook
There's his hound
Gone fishin' Instead of just a wishin'
Gone fishin'. . .see him snoozin' by a brook
Gone fishin'. . .didn't even bait his hook
There's his hound
Gone fishin' Instead of just a wishin'
Gone fishin'. . .see him snoozin' by a brook
Gone fishin'. . .didn't even bait his hook
There's his hound
is the time we have took
The lines in my book will recite what I shook
From the vine by the brook
My own way went one way through your wallowing
took
We on some different shit smokin by the brooks
Trees turning yellow
Flow getting mellow
Know she love lil Steve
I walk in she like hello
Ass fat
Had no reason for guessing
My life has been unusually depressing
Blue skies and a tree by the brook
I had to stop, to take another look
But somewhere
when he made this land
The Lord said yes, there's a plenty on hand
But I left it down by the Rio Grande
The fact is ol' boy, the stuff is so poor
I
tall look pon me
That cyah happen
That cyah happen nuh a them would a never see mi fall
Look pon me
That cyah happen
That cyah happen swear pon mi
Nebraska
By tearing at the plaster on the wall
By clawing at the last layer flaking off
Imagine all the damage that's been dealt
By trying to scratch your
I was staring a hole through CMT
Watchin' everybody else who'd been waitin' for me
I thought by now I'd been a household name
After all I had, if
Gone fishin' Instead of just a wishin'
Gone fishin'. . .see him snoozin' by a brook
Gone fishin'. . .didn't even bait his hook
There's his hound
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