Lyrics:
In Yarmouth town there lived a man
He kept a little tavern down by the Strand
And the landlord had a daughter fair
A pretty little thing with
of those from David's line
The melancholy chords come not by accident
But by the muses in my veins
The muses in my pains
The answer is art
The answer is art
working man blues
Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin' around
I wanna throw my bills out the window catch a train to another town
But I
And a pretty girl by my side
Yes I grew up in a river town
I grew up in a river town
Football game on a Friday night
Had me a hot little blonde underneath
I'ma flex 30 on my choppa
I'ma flex 40 on my oppa
I'ma flex 50 on my choppa
I'ma flex 60 on my choppa
Ridin' round town, smoking dope
We smoking
bitch
I got that shit on my hip, you talking that shit
The choppa gone hit
Got a bad little bitch and she's sucking my dick
Yeah Raf Simons, got that shit
from cognac
Smoke a little weed to remind me I should cut back
know that, bacci in my bowl pack
Ugh
Find peace when I listen to clean track
Kuma OD
My boots are laughing at me
I got newsprint for a bed
Got no destination
Just these voices in my head
Crying "Rise up Simon!"
Boots take me 'way from
town
Blurry streets and bleary eyes
I drive like a rollercoaster through this little town
Whether I crash or fly
I'll just watch the lights go by
Oh oh,
approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard but still hardly rhyming
To all (rise and shine) give God the glory
I already give a percent of mine
me endangering
never knew it too busy sharp shooting
little fishes don't get caught by this harpoon bitch
it�s just music meet my instruments
OG say
chats with pretty girls, then cheerio
Laid tracks with Madcap, Risk and Pero
Made a little tape in Simon's studio
Hosted some nights with cgent 86
cnd
check (Jesus is my spring, when)
There's a little spot they had where they were throwing the ivory
Three, to be exact, amongst various other, you
the fifth
I read the fifth amendment
We both criminals with bad intentions
They say time heals all
But if I could shortcut
My success, Corvettes by tomorrow
my, racks in my, racks in my safe (Hold on)
Own the city yeah this my town
My dogs thoroughbred but straight from the pound
Iron stay barking but they
little self on over
Get a little closer you can play my radio
Put your pretty pink toes on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain't nothing
I'm in the B's, yeah
Know just by the way that you talk
I can tell there's something in you, hoe
Look at me from afar
How would you know you're
a wayfarer, baby
I drift from town to town
When everyone's asleep and the midnight bells sound
My wheels are hissin' up the highway
Spinning 'round
old became an asshole
Testosterone tearing through m, my anxiety
Little fat kid looked at weird by everybody
I just wanna glow up and get my dick
LITTLE TOWN I'M IN, CORRUPT AND FULL OF SIN,
TAKING MONEY OUT MY POCKETS, TO GO GAMBLING'!!
DID YOU WIN ANYTHING MA'AM? HAVE A BLAST ON MY DIME?
NOW
of this little punk
Forgot my key and had to ring my bell
My momma came dressed, she said, "Who the hell?"
Wait momma, wait, it's me ya little son
The main street of this little town
Might as well be my runway to touch down
‘Cause if I ever need a piece of home
I know just right where I’ll go
By plane
you know that Ima face it
I got big bucks boy you broke money misplacing
Majae by my side and he's used to beating cases
We can't fuck with rats
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
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