Lyrics:
You'll just never do it
And these are the blues of time
And the blues of a woman
And a man thinkin' of her
As time goes by
There is nothin' I can do
blue clowns?
Like It's so sad, I really don't' understand what's going on man
Like what's up with y'all, here's a short passage
Why don't y'all listen up
Everybody trembled to the big blue clowns?
Like It's so sad, I really don't' understand what's going on man
Like what's up with y'all, here's a short passage
Everybody trembled to the big blue clowns?
Like It's so sad, I really don't' understand what's going on man
Like what's up with y'all, here's a short passage
Everybody trembled to the big blue clowns?
Like It's so sad, I really don't' understand what's going on man
Like what's up with y'all, here's a short passage
how did that evolve
Into the cocoa brovaz and everything like
That?
That was jealousy, man.
That's all that is, man. (jealousy, man)
Jealousy
distance
That old man's just telling you lies
But to all of us kids
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas sky.
Well I still remember
and bits
While getting wasted in our dorm
Thought we would take the world by storm
God we were so fucking stupid
Yeah we were so fucking stupid yeah
Well we
Nowadays you gotta ask yourself
Do you really want to win or just look good losing
Convos with Spidey in the whip, man I start to get it
on a yacht
And you know how we know that we are and you not?
Because y'all are looking at our sales
I'm a motherfucking one-man army
I'm more "R" than all,
You'll just never do it
And these are the blues of time
And the blues of a woman
And a man thinkin' of her
As time goes by
There is nothin' I can do
The yacht too crazy, need a tour (tour)
The water ain't blue up in the north like this (blue, like this)
I fell asleep, wide awake, uh (wake)
I need
Play T.J. - from Chicago
Well, just treat your man right, woman
Day by day-ay
And get out your little prayer book
Get down on your knees and pray
damn bank accounts
Lotta junior year just wanna see that thing bounce
Lotta senior year just tryna get that goddamn cash out
And I got the map now
Y'all
a chinaman probably a black man
Could be well all you want
Now listen to the sound ? ? ? ? ?
Now what dem a go do now what dem a go try
You can't get the ? ? ?
Well, I woke up this morning, newsfeed in my hand, Headlines screaming trouble in the land
Getting harder to tell who is a woman or man, feels like
out after school
Kuz he was stuck with homework that he had to do
Once in a blue moon he went out to events
But he was still hesitant on that time he
many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
Well, I heard the hoot owl singing
As they were taking down
long enough now baby its nothing new
Like when I feeling bad
I feel underwater I feel blue
And you know the only thing I ask from you baby
Well, is
Consternation
I might as well build a Midas well
High as hell in a constellation
Somewhere in the golden belt, like Orion
Saif al jabbar, meaning sword
Ha ha!
Sex mover party groover mellow flower super duper
Just the breaks is what I take man I never make mistake
I'm rappin all night I ball
where I am
I'm a Southern man
Well I don't get shook by the dirty looks
I get when I open my mouth
'Cause I'm a slow talkin'
Proud walkin'
And now, I'm gone
You can look for me
Down by the ocean
Cryin' in the deep blue sea
Well, I never thought my baby
Would ever say goodbye
That goes
Mousebender: Well
It's certainly uncontaminated by cheese
Wensleydale: You haven't asked
Me about Limberger, sir
Mousebender: Is it worth it?
Wensleydale: Could
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