Lyrics:
Anything is better than breakin my back
So many headaches, now I'm askin for Aspirine and more pills
Damn, more bills
There's gotta be a brighter day,
They are more vague
And troubling so we remain
In the passive mode
Throughout history, however
There are people who
Have lived in much tighter
Cowboys flag up right away
Then came the hardest part
Which jersey was the right one?
I finally went with Elliott
So Zeke would have a real big day
I almost
a team (woo)
On top of my dreams, Joyner, I know you inspired by me
Like I was inspired by Nelson Mandela, I give him a rose for every endeavor (hey)
beltin'
Solo staying burning more than Willie Nelson
They gon need a big favor
Prolly cuz they know I'm a risk-taker
Remember when I didn't even have
I dig Modigliani (1)
Jolson doin' "Swanee (2) "
Several maharanee (3) are my intimates, too
I played with Montovani (4)
That's a lot of string to get
'til there ain't no more plain left
Now pay respect to them gods, niggas
Not talkin' church, talkin' (?) niggas
On boulevards where we ride
on the gold
Chilly with enough bail money to free a Big Willie
High stakes, I got more at stake than Philly
Shopping sprees, cop in three
Deuce fever IS's
on the gold
Chilly with enough bail money to free a Big Willie
High stakes, I got more at stake than Philly
Shopping sprees, cop in three
Deuce fever IS's
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
to smithereens
And if I fall you know they didn't pimp me
Cause the banana clip will be empty
You say: Willie, clean up your act
And maybe you can sell more
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
Laughs You good? Aight?
Yo, chill bro!
MORE LIVE STUFF
So Chaz, from Toro, one of
My favorite artists ever, there
Was this melody that I had
In my head
know for sure
If England is a garden
We ought to have more manure.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Suffering and dismay.
There are bad times just around
know for sure
If England is a garden
We ought to have more manure.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Suffering and dismay.
There are bad times just around
in the bright blue sky
Do you notice that more Australian outback animals are wandering by
As we leave the homestead, you can say that you have been
and coffee, then it’s time to ride
They’re comin’ to the end, there’s no need to pretend
Their cowboy days are numbered, but it’s hard to say goodbye
CHORUS
a ounce, more dope for the homies
I'm a rap Willie Nelson and Monster Kody
These raps is the end
I don't fuck with Kony, sliding in a Benz, no top up
There are days where I wish
I could do more fishing
There are nights where I wish
I could make a better living
Yeah I wish I could live on a mountain
know for sure
If England is a garden
We ought to have more manure.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Suffering and dismay.
There are bad times just around
the regular Soul
It's not real Metal if girls and gays like it
A relatable macho image is more important than the music
'The fuck are you guys on about?
there
Ah Sloppy Sue and Big Bone Billy, they'll be coming up for air
We're gonna play some pool, skip some school
Act real cool, stay out all night,
there
Ah Sloppy Sue and Big Bone Billy, they'll be coming up for air
We're gonna play some pool, skip some school
Act real cool, stay out all night,
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