Lyrics:
that's just outside the township line
I go there most every night
I drank my last paycheck dry
And outside, a homeless man asks me for change and I
I
I had a picture of you i sliced it up in two
And half my love went in the bin
With the letters and the purple tie
You bought me for my birthday
Tell
bet you want me
I am taking up space I'm right out of place
I'm holding a half hearted smile to your face
It's pretty enough but watch
Out it fades
Half-full loses weight once you taste it
So for now my empty glass must mean I've chased it
But I'm not wasted and I'll not waste it
The dealer laced
So this is how it feels to feel for that last time,
So maybe not so maybe not like the first time,
So much like that one time you know that one time
Baby don't understand why we just can't hold on to each others hands
This time might be the last I fear unless I make it all to clear
I need you so
You were saved by the good book,
I was saved by the half full glass,
So come on take a good look,
'Cause this party will be our last
You were saved by the good book,
I was saved by the half full glass,
So come on take a good look,
'Cause this party will be your last
In the last days of the second world war
When human debris covered half of the blue ball it was difficult
To keep the military alternative weapon
Took a three hour nap (Then?)
10 o'clock flashed
I'm right back in the trap
Been addicted to the money
For more than half my life
Grew up fast, I
when you blast
Please be crazy bout your cash and learn to stash that last dollar
We be like you kenfolk when your broke, a No Limit rider
So god,
listen to that
Fuckin' Slu, full of that gin wonderin'
What the fuck to do, half of the time
I would hang on the corner,
Buy a pack of cool's, get
I started drinking at a quarter to 4
Half past eight I'm out on the floor
I saw her walking right in I said
Keep on goin man I don't give in
Next
Break this ground, it's got to break! What will it take to cleave =
This earth? I cannot wait 'til spring. My cargo is still half alive, =
They twine
to the same thing
Opportunity knocks for you girl let it be
Yet it don't stop to the ?
I know you've wondering how long could it last
But trust in the future
it
Baggin' it push your guns to the sun imagine it
Where your funds put the half in it
Bite your tongues drop the ave in it
Attract ones like
Seventeen seconds from the slammer
But I'm badder than Montana droppin grammar like a sledgehammer
Deeper than submarines nigga take your last breath
Then
Down, down breeding.
Single-parent raised in the bosom of ghetto.
Affecting middle-class and the rich growing up half-ass life's a bitch.
No guidance so
he couldn't "score"
He told his friends
And now all the boys are afraid of you
of us all you were most modest
Even though you were last to lower your
Last page for the voice
I request, in the half light
Even now the ten o'clock shadows
Lead you to the country side
And the big rocks, and the pasture
We were sitting in the back of the car watching the lights go by on the ceiling in a sleeping bag we were hungry drunk and half naked and didn't
have known when
Reaching the last row
Where does the time go?
Look at the time
Really should run
A whole day of work yet to be done
Nothing I say
you just listen to my words
Y'all can feel my pain
A lot of years wasted, buku friends died a lot of wet faces
The other half caught a bunch of fuckin'
stash, bought my last on a 'Llac drop
It's that, somethin' old school with a ragtop
We tall cans, and tattoos
You smoke weed, we match you
With tank tops,
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