Lyrics:
No you cannot clone me huh
Ride by my lonely huh
Can't play me Not Sony nah
These niggas baloney huh
They act like ya homies huh
But quick to turn
I'll learn this dance
As I'm tied to horses being pulled apart
Oh but I'm a tramp
I'm a feather I'm falling down
To land unknown
Where I'm bound to be
And we all try to fly
Reaching for the stars that pass us by
Fly around this world that slowly dies
While we make up our minds
What's the truth in you
up this ol' hatband
And back in '69 he died in Vietnam
Now, the eagle feather was given to me by an Indian friend of mine
But somebody ran him down,
on rolling.
You can tell a man by his truck, yes uh.
Plays horse, ball caps, sliding cross the dance floor,
Boot check in the back, parking up a storm.
The night settles down on the water
The feathers of sun gathering
The trees wave their way to the morning
The birds think about what they'll sing
I
to tree!
Feather to ink!
The point!
Civilization.
Exploration.
The ball.
What she thinks.
Hyperlinks.
My hymns.
My rhymes.
Greenhouse.
See the Lighthouse.
Ayyye
I'm surrounded by junkies drug dealers real killers real niggas
Pimps and bitches that go get it
The crazy thang about it that they all my
He walked
to his horse, and swung to the anquera,
and after a breath of air, she followed.
She wore his hat, and steadied by his hand
at her sweet
Well enough to tell you
That we know each other better
Than we know our selves
Like freaks of a feather
We rock together
I know Bob well
But I
triggering your vocal cords, but hold your horse
Cuz I'm busy mixing up every jar in your spice drawers
Been figuring in the critical
Your mom loves when I'm
don't happen is by voting tactically
I.e voting for the party you hate least
So the one you hate most don't just win automatically
In the past this
the horse in mouth
We scratch the skin and break the bone
And see birds migrating south
[Chorus]
By the side of the stump where she told me these
this day in my humble way to offer my prayers for the thirty-eight Dakota who perished in Mankato in the year of 1862.
To the West, I pray to the Horse
But, back in sixty nine he died in vietnam
Now the eagle feather was given to me by an indian friend of mine
But, someone ran he down somewhere
Well hear wicked man say them riding west
Tell them that them buck up
Inna Lord Jesus horse
And Jungle Jesus gun and the Apache
Dem who line up head
Well you don't see him much on the big screen anymore
The kids don't ride along with Roy or Gene
And that ain't really him with all those feathers
children freighted
Superheroes and villains
Wondrous women by the millions
Who fade to the parade
And join the masquerade
Right outside your door
clickety clack
Now I find my location and unfold a map
My index inspects it and follows the path
My horse is on loan, and I borrowed a staff
From some
And as I get long gone
Out where the wind blows
The desert sky, she flies by for miles
And as I keep walkin'
People keep a-talkin'
About
to hate,
Brother death blowed kissed my feathers away
And i was off to the vortex, riding the cortex,
Crippled by the forceps, dragged out my fortress.
feathers and make tsunamis from ripples
Now do I have ur attention I venture to say that I do
Cuz from the gate the hate u gave has made me take aim at u
So
front
Choose whatever you want but think before you make that choice cuz in the end life's a Game of horse
You don't even got a lot yet steady putting up
the river find my cooler
I'll be king and a king don't lie
Wasn't bluffing when I told you
I can bang you like the foulest on my horse if you fuck around
Let
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