Lyrics:
stayed
On the ground and he would never move again
Old Saint John on death row
He's just waiting for a pardon
Old Saint John on death row
He's just
and drove away
To THE CAN
Where Neil Young slipped another disc
FROZE-ing by the PIES!
FROZE-ing by the PIES!
FROZE-ing by the PIES!
(And that was
operator
If you need help, try, try again
Try, try again
[Wyclef Jean]
I got it started to my face
I got it started to my face,
in another mind state
Would drive me insane
I speak my ideas freely
Post in the cloud
Used to be the CD
Need to work now on a DVD
So you can see
banged and I step
Another notch upon my rep (killa)
Like the last tape a nigga say fuck you hoes,
Now I'm turnin bustas, into john does
I'm the nigga with
she's crying
She tells me of another great friend, he died
"If he can't make it" I think to myself, I spiral
Weeks go by, stuck, up my waist debt
sales
Dark tales of people getting beating up till they see stars like Galileo and bleeding like John Rambo
I’m leaving on a jet plane. Don’t know when
and you don't even ask for friends cuz you attract everybody like a magnet pen
I want another hug but I don't want to ask again
Always been a cool guy kind
love carries him
Forward on swift wings through mazes in front of him
Guided by spirits that remain beside him
He must heal his world again
Save
i could never let a bitch break up the band
If i die a legend play my shit again
And again, and again
Can you imagine this?
And again, and again
Yeah,
it again. It jus wasnt meant to be.
Uh Yeah. Yo Golden Child I owe you big time for this joint yo
Pass my words, people feel me
I sit up nights let
again
Come along people
Friends turn into enemies
Bluebirds turnin' into crows, let's go
Climb on my back, it's a smack attack
Talkin'
operator
If you need help, try, try again
Try, try again
[Wyclef Jean]
I got it started to my face
I got it started to my face,
If you'd like to make a call, dial your operator
If you need help, try, try again
Try, try again
I got it started to my face
I got it started
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord that I wake again
(I wake again)
I wake again, I pray to Lord that I
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray
the smoke absorb my face
Another repetition to consolidate
I think I'll be a writer again someday
If I re-delude myself
That it matters anyway
I only
wit another ill flow
Yo, who really started this rap shit, i'm addicted
And i can't stop sayin shit, like sega
I'm street fightin niggas like vega
Black
again
Didn't put Christ first
Now look what you've made me do
I keep on falling to
The same old sin again
Days go by
Another day another
Thought you were
a favor
Just play me a little John Prine”
He said anything you want here
Give me a song that will just please your ear
Then another one to just get you
day in america.
Another day, another dollar. Another day in America.
And oh my bothers and oh my long lost sisters.
How do we begin again? How do we
Not like the rest of them
I’m bringing that energy
These niggas and bitches know how that shit go
I’m feeling that power, that all the legends gon feel
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
glory, glory, glory, glory
I don't wanna hear another story
Gimme glory, glory, glory, glory
We done set the standard I don't need to worry
Gimme glory,
abode
Another victim on this road
The police just carted him away
But someone took his place next day
He was home by thanksgiving
But not with
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