Lyrics:
she, it, nor they can fool her, she knows what you’re about
“Don’t piss down my back
And tell me that it rains
Don’t you pull a stunt on me;
You think I
go grab ma booty
cll you have to say is please
Really be covered up in some cheese
Cuz all of these rats be wanting me
Verse1
Shadows in the dark
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Went from tracking in a closet
Man we've made it far
Brother blessed me with some money
I own my own car
Turtle
rolla
Nigga from the northside of
Mephis on dat dojah
Watch them rollers cause you know they
Out to catch a nigga
See me on them chrome thangs
Then they
We sat there talkin' by the lobster tank
I ordered her a sloe gin fizz
And when them chicken fried steaks arrived
She said "I like livin' like
a boy
I was told by a friend of my dad
(What'd he say?)
He said, "Son, when you get yourself an old lady
Just make sure she's got bigger jugs than you
gap
I tripped over it
Fighting some sort of sense of reality
Upon looking in this old town
Of civic unity
Memorialized by hard fought lies
Stock
Will You Allow
Will you allow me to dream with you, to tell you stories?
Will you allow me to watch over you?
May I be jealous of your eyes lit with
Written by: Mason Horne, John Byron, Blake Pendergrass
Well I’ve been drinking again just enough to admit
That I’ve been getting tired of us just
the doorway looking broken from the start.
You let me in, and I began.
I feel like I'm in over my head. I just always self-destruct.
I guess I'm blinded by
somtimes
it feels like i'm all by myself
i wish you'd come home,show me that you care
why do u think i go out there?
were livin in a 2 story house
our last
Inspiration don't leave me just today
Cos I've got thoughts
And I've got plans
And I've got things to say
It's been a long time since I've drank
Memories beckon me
Back to where I once became
You
You
We Are One (repeat)
Produced and programmed by David Rosenthal
Words and Music - Jane
Lead
Or coarse through to my edge
You can polish me for hours
But I'll always look best in your head
We wished for lakes been kissed by sun
We found not one
And that don't scare me none
I want the world to know
I love my dead gay son!
I've been thinking. Praying. Reading some magazines. And it's time we
I know I said I’d be there by 7:45pm
But I’m running just a little bit behind
I’ll make it up to you if you’d only let me try
Plus I’ve got a nice
Miles away but I feel your draw
Looking out at the sea makes me feel so small
My way of thinking's no longer linear
My skull is clouded by what I
Replaying all my mistakes
Listen to what you say
Should’ve, could’ve, escaped
Now, every step that I take
Leads me back to heart ache
What was I to you
Some
I was born, in Detroit City
Among the shelter, of loving arms
Mother, father, sisters and others
Did their best, to fend off harm
Had me a gal, some
Robin Hood with these words never going
Back to the hard times, I’m easygoing
But you feel like you know it all
Made some friends on the road
to good for me
Cause I can do better
See me on some real shit
Mind your business
Just keeping it 100
Like a winner
Only the realist
No fake shit
Only
my back to the window
To watch some people pass by
And I'm forced to think of life after death
I'm mainlining my home castle's landscape
Where a blue
hope they're looking for me
Chorus
Give me imagination
Give me some place to rest
I'm working it out. I'm making sense out of it
It's already turned
scrapped before, yo ass was on floor
You got some smoke you aint want, check my hood stats
They solid and valid , come see about me hoe
so I can bring out my
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