Lyrics:
Lived in the shade of a utility shack
He looked in at the big brick house
At the girls as quiet as a mouse
Uncle Toad said, ?you had best get it right?
In a lonely shack by a railroad track
I spent my younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made me a slave to my wandering ways
Brown, Andrew Shack
For hookin this & we outty outty
Like Six 'n tha Mornin, you heard me?
I told y'all we're no limit
Represent baby
In a lonely shack by a railroad track
I spent my younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made me a slave to my wand'ring ways
walkin' plowed ground
He had the one roomed shack not far from us well we's about as poor as him
He had one old mule he used to call Midnight I'd tread
shacks and shops
Behind a jitney packed like sardines,
With bananas piled on top.
I ran away from politics,
It's too bizarre at home.
Away I flew,
A sharecropper's shack in a hot cotton patch
Was home sweet home to me
And I would't take a mansion in trade
For my Mississippi memories
Oh I'm missin' Mississippi
Rumor spreadin' around, in that Texas town
'Bout that shack outside La Grange
And you know what I'm talkin' about
Just let me know if you wanna go
the privileged few
Who wore Paris fashions
And lived in pink mansions
While we huddled in shacks of bamboo
Den da sugar beet bring us our freedom
With the help
And I can still see him go
Ridin' across the big screen
When as a kid from our shack
On the desert I'd roam
My daddy would whip me 'cause
I'd never be
I bought you a ten dollar dinner
And you said: thanks for the snack
I let you live in my pent house
You said it just a shack
I gave seven children
mirrored by anywhere else
Homes protruding from stones with their wood-coloured black
Scattered cars in a line, steam rising out the shack
One door
Pulled out the driveway past an
Old tar paper shack
Standing at her mail box an old
Woman waves as I look back
I'm gonna miss my family and I'll need
all know where we stand
At the end of days
Like four strong winds blowing
Through a ramshackle shack
The boys are back, the boys are back
Well, gather
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind
and rattle like a wooden horse to el barrio
Niggaz talk but they babble cause they ain't sayin nuttin
If ain't blazin somethin with the mac I'm in the shack
When it opens like a chasm you can kiss it all goodbye
Ride out to the high copper canyons
Past the shacks and the mansions
Where the rivers never
When it opens like a chasm you can kiss it all goodbye
Ride out to the high copper canyons
Past the shacks and the mansions
Where the rivers never
I was born in Dixie in a boomer shack
Just a little shanty by the railroad track
The humming of the drivers was my lullaby
And a freight train
nigga you know
[Ice-T]
Is it new year God? I'm comin' back mad-hard
Movin' harder than a convict with a shack in the yard
New Jacks want to hear me
a fuck, rather die than be stuck
In a one-room shack, and, kickin' back
Daydreamin with the nine in my lap (huh)
So how's that from the mind of a Thug
out on the road
I saw shanties' and shacks
And burnt out Cadillac's
And faces that flittered like fawn
Should have seen it coming
Oh I should
the snack
I let you live in my penthouse
And you called it a shack
Gave you seven younguns
Now you wanna give 'em all back
(Guitar solo)
Do you feel
be stuck
In a one-room shack and kickin' back
Daydreamin' with the nine in my lap
So how's that from the mind of a thug n****?
Bought a fo'-five
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