Lyrics:
a flame
A blue flame jumping off a gas stove
Somebody lit i was three years old
I felt fear, real fear
For the first time in my life but i
Remember it also
those cotton candy skies
They're replaced by my repressed disguise
All the pinks and the blues are reminding me of you
I can't see those cotton candy
the best of opportunities
I’m just 'tryna be like Lebron James
'Tryna be like Lebron James
Be the author of my own fate
No pointing fingers seeking solace
In
I apologize for marching my muddy waters feet
on your pasty pat boone carpet, but my steps have been
made dusty from dancing in the dirt of the Delta
only steaks down at the grocery store
I'd like to take a walk in $100 shoes
Can't think of any better way to lose my blues
If I could only find me some
into town
To a shack by the train depot
Jack got a job as a bouncer
At a Bar on Paradise Row
Mama got a job in the cotton gin
Grading cotton by
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
blue sky
Plantin' cotton with my family
Sow the seed in the ground below
Fall to your knees and pray real slow
That rain will come and kiss
Now we headed to the sto' in the fo', hoes holler
Top dollar with the gold flea collar dippin' in my blue Impala
They say Snoop Dogg is a fool 'cause
My baby came and got me in her Mama's Cadillac
We went parkin' by the river near the honeydew patch
She started talkin' 'bout the birds
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
Me and you together watching cotton candy skies
I love it when the pink and blue reflect off your eyes
Normal people fall and they die but every time
ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues for the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams?
Guess I'm rockabye, sweet baby James
Everything I need in them white cotton sheets
Dirty dance me slow in the summertime heat
Feel my belt turn loose from these old blue jeans
We both know that
of city lights
Somewhere in there's Cotton Avenue
That's where I'm going to take myself tonight
With a spit shine on my dancing shoes
If you got
New Orleans Blues
Oh Lord
I love the blues
It's in my blood
Oh Lord
I love the blues
It’s the blues I love
James is in the alley
Kicking off his
ice, you can get more cars
Nigga listen to what I'm saying, I'm a real superstar, woo
Look in my eyes, look in my eyes
You can sleep when you die,
The principal that hand-deliver lessons to the school
I was making major moves, my dollar Déjà vu
My mission wore my ambition was brandished in the tool
To be
the haters see the blue sleeve
All I smoke is loud it's so loud that you gone lose sleep
And I cant tell the time cause my diamonds hitting Bruce Lee
I'm off
I'm gonna polish my best boots
I'm gonna put on my best hat
I'm gonna drive on down to the dance hall
That sits by the railroad tracks
Well
have food to cook.
I went into the other room.
I saw sir James roll over on the couch
muttering something in his sleep.
Fuckin' bugs.
I went into
Shadows in my eyes
Ballet vale dancing in the blue Sky (Blue sky)
Trouble in my eyes, I can't even cry
I am trap in dark Jungle (Jungle)
Otherwise, I might
bright
Til then
I'll sleep so tight
Hoping tomorrow will be the day
Remembering the sunny days
I feel so light when you're in sight
When will you come
nearly time to go
You grab a pen and paper writing something
Tuck it in my coat
You smile (Into your blue)
And said, I see you in a while
(See you in
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