year, so shake your derriere, c'mon Cops pull me over, what they don't feel it fair What a brother, too black, me living here We don't stare, I don'
I want the whole damn tree Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G Since way back I've been collecting
mud, mesquitos attrackted to the blood. They say the dark depths have no bottom, Some never came back up and got 'em. Crazy kids come party here, It swallows more souls every year
my pillow's there But yet I have no head, my head is on the chair I'm staring at my body, I look as if I'm weak So give me back my soul, my body you
you can take a man's life for the thoughts that are in his head Then won't you sit back in that chair and think it over one more time And let 'em
Three months alone sizzurp will smash the notic We them B boys in one year a quarter billion Here come the clothin' line, I got your order children And thats more
why I'm back in crow hill, now? It's more bills now and everybody real now So all I wanna do is pop and sip Roll up and then precede to hit the back
vow Season after season I survived somehow If you want a reason I will show you now (KIM pulls back the curtain and out runs a scared two year old boy
just stood and stared. And they all turned their faces away. And the band still plays 'Waltzing Matilda,' And the young men still answer the call, But as year follows year
red But sonny, you're still green" He turned twenty-one In a gray rock federal prison The old judge had no mercy On that Waycross, country boy Staring
went out walkina?? One fine summer mornina?? The birds in the bushes Did whistle and sing The lads and the lasses In couples were a-courtina?? Goina?? back
her back on me For more news from nowhere I said, more news from nowhere And it's getting strange in here Yeah, it gets stranger every year More news from nowhere Yeah, more
stopped by a marbled portico that stares at us like a map i've remembered and will for many years or all my life for who will know when i lay back
on the third rail Groggy eyed and fried, and I'm headed for the station D-Train ride the Coney Island vacation This one's dedicated to the boofers in the back
go from dollar 50 gees a week to dollar 30 gees a year That ain't happenin', I guess he wasn't that strong He came back the next week and the whole family
we don't belong For one more day, I'm not afraid to fall For one more day, we try to save it all I won't let you look back If you will help me see clearly
turn you on For everytime she said the words Another one of his doubts were gone Should he try to rap with her? Should he stand and stare? No one else