Lyrics:
and remembering the business from inside
The old technique had used the sledge, some took more than one lick
Some were even skinned and prepped while they recoiled
small, you'll be fine
In time
Getting too old to swing that sledge
Not coward enough to walk off the edge
Don't worry about the money you lose
While you
got to come up with dope lyrics
Got to know what you doing like Sledge Hammer the old series
Beat kila felonies charges demwan indict me
Drive trailer
There's no more snow to ride the sledge
He's just another old drunk man
Now Santa's in jail
With Candy, Sugar and Cinnamon,
And Santa says
You girls know
jail kaala paani
Swing ball off kare , naaka baandi paar kare
Bambai ke local mei dhakke se swagat hai
Sath kon hai ? Inme se guard kon hai
Sledge bhau
Have a date with the old pocket watch today
Oh better not be late 'cause there's no parking left today
In the primal concrete sledge mad highway
So
Years of snow like when we were kids
Fields of white everywhere we look
You pull the sledge up to the hill
Baby, baby, what a thrill
A thousand
was born in Sledge Mississippi and raised there until
I was about seventeen years old
I live up in Great Falls Montana right now
But I get a lotta
of a master plan
Motherfucker, I'm a mastermind
I'm an 18-year-old dollar sign
I'm a one man tragedy, I'm Columbine
I'm sharp as fuck but no porcupine
a kip in the chair
Burnt toast, a beer from the wood and old Jerry Thomas' teeth
Jerry and Chuck and Cannon and Ball, a banjo pickin' Bill Keith
And old
Yung old man
Fuck the club I'm napping on my couch
I can show these pussy rappers what this rapping all about
Yung old man
Never gave a fuck about
a snail so slow
But soon the iron mule will glow
From the southern shores
To the harbours of the north
21 and old winter wind is cold
Lungs they bleed for
psychoes, killers
Saw Divine, Goon and Chungo, Lil' Turkey
R.I.P. Tyrone, 'member no cursing front of Ms. Vercey
Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sledge Sisters
My
No water in the water fountain
No side on the sidewalk
If you say Old Molly Hare, whatcha doin' there?
Nothing much to do when you're going
psychoes, killers
Saw Divine, Goon and Chungo, Lil' Turkey
R.I.P. Tyrone, 'member no cursing front of Ms. Vercey
Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sledge Sisters
My
Oi, Reg, meat and two veg?
He done him with a ten pound sledge
He done himself a favour *crash*
Forty year-old arse-wipe,
Mrs. Elizabeth
I talk to burning bushes
Like moving through the hedge
I'm moving to smooth like
I'm riding on a sledge
I'm a rock in any church
Like I'm Moses
Everything I do stick
Five year old playing with the glue stick
They the old dope, this the new brick
Straight flu shot, my whole crew sick
I got
I do believe I do believe
I do believe I saw you standing there
Sunlight in your hair
Reflecting in your eyes
I was only five years old
Riding
on display
As stone above each measured stone
Old Dresden burns above the breeze
The traveller, he's on his knees
He's watching sledge-wings dip and play
So
Living on the edge killing me pyjama
Using that sledge to convince me mama
Im neither christ or the incarnation of dalai lama
Walking on water
crowbar made him swoon
Up to the edge he swung his sledge
And his hammer went Kahboom, Kahboom
Down in the old town neighborhood
They were smashing it
cleanse the world of all the evil I'm presented
I was tested and I failed, too feeble for the sledge
I chose my freedom and fled, Mom picked me up in
reminisce as we go to the show
Still have the lungs for a bit of blow
Pick a fight your egos on show
Get your sledge out its gonna snow
The girls you had
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