Lyrics:
the funkiest, dopest heat on the streets
Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and this is C B-O-N-E
If you need some back-up, find your own
Your girl gonna give you
twenty short years from the day you were born, you died by the hangman's hand.
Yes, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning, for a shooting that he never
Written by Wiley Walker and Gene Sullivan
Recorded by Hank Snow
Verse 1:
Memories that linger in my heart,
Memories that make my heart grow cold,
come Three Kings led by a star
Little stranger in a manger they'll find heaven where you are
Choir of angels are singing this night of your birth
below
Way up the river we go.
This ol' riverboat walkin' by the levee
Keep her steady as you go
Think I hear the captain say,
Full ahead we're
of the Broadway Nights
And I would send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty three dollars, my friend lost his
time to slow it down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
Loves
another one a flyin' by my side
Well I wish I may and I wish I might have my wish come true
For if I had three wishes I would wish 'em all for you
[ steel ]
Hallelujah, I just love her so
All right now
Now when I call her on the telephone
Hey baby I'm all alone
By the time I count, one, two, three, four
I
Written by Wiley Walker and Gene Sullivan
Recorded by Hank Snow
Verse 1:
Memories that linger in my heart,
Memories that make my heart grow cold,
a three-ring circus
With clowns and freaks and camels and such
And you never know when you might be attacked by the bears
[Chorus]
Give me love, give me
gets nice with Charlie Chan
We're offered Moet (we don't mind Chivas)
Wherever we go with bring the Monkey with us
Adrock drinks three (Mike D is D)
me pictures of the Broadway Nights
And I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty three dollars,
some schoolin' paid for by the law
The hardest thing i learned was there ain't no easy way
To get ahead behind those county walls
[Verse 3]
So it's
He's going down, on the dirty boulevard
going out
Outside it's a bright night
there's an opera at Lincoln Center
movie stars arrive by limousine
a babe
To the highest Stuart of all
Oh rise, arise Mary Hamilton
Arise and tell to me
What thou hast done with thy wee babe
I saw and heard weep by thee
I
you by and by
'Cause you, I would die for you, yeah
Darling if you want me to
You, I would die for you
I'm not your lover
I'm not your friend
the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his pants up
He
cornered at last.
I've been hunting.I've been tracking.
I've been running since I was 3, born in Louisiana Swamp,
Moved with the pack to Tennessee.
wet.
And on certain nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark footpath
You can hear three young men screaming
And you can hear that old
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
of the lake
Some jump
I got sunk, baptized on credit
Fishin' down on th' muddy bank
Felt a pull an' give a big yank
I holed out three old rubber boots
A Ford
(yes)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes)
Check it
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never
standing still
To the shame
I feel
Will let it keep me standing still
[Chorus 3]
'Cause I was shook by your shaved head
I never thought I would see your
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