Search results for 'thats where it hurts by the tractors' Page #13

There was a different house behind
That was used for pleasure and party
It was hidden by a pine tree
That we could have lit for Christmas 
Though I never

ain't see my side
I was lonely
Never by my side
I was lonely, lonely
You and I were slowly
Drifting apart, but that's just life
Oh it doesn't hurt me no

The game on freeze
But I be trapping in and out it
You gotta believe
That there ain’t no other way around it
I can’t sleep but pray to God
That he

off jeans and a baseball hat
Them vity girls can't do it like that
Off the chain on a Friday night
Dancin' and drinkin' ain't scared to fight
By Sunday

Truth hurts

Yeah umm, see it's situations like this
That causes us players to get caught up
In, umm the truth, yeah
What you doin', where you been?

beautiful
Where it's pure and all that
And all that, and all that

But I can never be from the countryside
I can only go so I can't decide
If I really like it

the office
You wanna speak to Jake that requires an appointment
Brace ya self, your bank account blossoms
Then lose it in a sample suit from Wah Wah Watson

You know what it is
When you hear that (yeah), "Haan" (yeah)
Yessir
Yeah

I ain't never seen this many haters in one circle (haters in one

so we could kick it
Right in front of his lenses, nothing here is malicious
You sat by me in that movie, we went outside for them doobies
We walkin'

tractor trailer, down a lonely  road
Kept checking my mirrors, if  I was followed

When BAMM! my windshield smashed, with some kind of bird that I'd struck

lifestyle, hope I don't ooze me
I'm sippin' Actavis, I'm feelin' woozy (woah, woah)
I guess I'll see you on that other side
Where the angels never cry,

been on a drought 

My self, accompanied by doubt 

I wanna scream out loud

Maybe get lifted by that loud

I just don't want to feel this

Pain 

Hurt

a mile
Love struck when I look at your smile, it's ok that it took us a while
Where you been my love, why you let them break my heart again
Where you been

Life Liquid

Canibus

2000 B.C.

2000

a tournaquet

[Journalist]
Bomb proof Suburbans with tractor-tread tires
so we can ride through the dirt with it (drive over curbs with it)
Merc in it, even

it tucked
Riding in a green
Big o'l tractor
Goddamn my back hurt
I need a chiropractor damn
Mississipi riding
Baby come here
Come here
Let me slide in

hurt by
You
Afraid to get hurt by
Everything, by everyone
Is it only me?
Or is it truly normal
To feel anxiety
To be afraid of what
Everyone gonna think

Well you ruind that for me
The only way that I could find love like that
Is by looking back on memories
You took my heart away
It ain't ever coming back

Is dead dry and betrayed 
The books that you used to read 
Still sit on the shelves you made 

And it hurts 
It hurts again 
And it hurts 
It hurts

but won't show it I sit here like wow
Now everyone wanna be a rapper till they back hurt and they actors
I get up into my lil tractor going faster like

And that oak tree on the hill
To those dogs out barkin' in the yard
And that tractor in the field.
And those kids up on the front porch
Screamin', "Mama,

a rodeo, I like it how she Grindin on my tractor slow
Baby so God damn thick I couldn't fit it in my Cybertruck
Got that ass movin' like it's four wheel

their favorite rapper
That song you put out is trash, go put it in the crapper
I seen you here for a year topping charts, where your new music at and how

Self-diagnosed like they hypochondriacs
Bitch I got scoliosis, they can't fuck with that
Stay low but I ain't Tryna stay down
I been killing it since rapping in

Werkin' Girls

Angel Haze

Reservation

2012

it where I fit in, put up then I put in
Tryna find an ass I can put my fucking foot in
Run this shit no I run this shit
Don't give one fuck bitch I