Lyrics:
As I went now for to take a little walk,
I came upon that Wild Bill Jones
He was a'walkin' and a'talkin' by my true lover's side
And I bid him
kind of alright
No justice for the bad guy and the victory
Was George successfully seeing inwardly
The trick for me
Was being too busy to ever notice my
inside the Bank of America rich and left richer
The poster boy for late stage capitalism
I get the bag, no cap, and the safe too (Hmh)
The illest villain
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
old George Jones
How about Waylon or that Copperhead Road
Lead
I'm a rolling stone, on a country road
Love country music and rock n Roll
The man in
album went six thousand on niggas
In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone
In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you
Gotta do what I gotta do, yeah)
All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where-
Tuition is handled by some
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
Waited, it's just, you know
I've been waiting for a long time to put out an album
And a lot of people have asked me to put out a new album, put out new
Part 1 - Intro
Tom Sawyer... (Rush, 1981)
Snakes why dId it have to be... (Indiana Jones, 1981)
Thriller... (Michael Jackson, 1982)
Chicago Bulls...
Sure feels good to hear those hurtin' songs
Drop that needle on Hank, Haggard and Jones
cnd I'll sit here poppin' tops all night long.
Maybe a song
It's my time to shine
Been down for much too long
I've gotta get mine
JM and Kim keep movin' on
It's my time to shine
Been down for much too
setting fire to my feet
My mama always told I could come back home but I don't think I can I been gone too long
Holes in my jeans
My boots are busting
Is because of Lewis Latimer's carbon filament
Frederick Jones created the mobile cooling unit to preserve food on long trips
George Speck and sister
start to catch up to my past
Cause I stop dead center of the road (what?)
Singing George Jones, when I crashed at the light
Staring at my truck like I
people know who I am over
Here bruh
I'm on tour with murderers right now
Paid dudes too
Like what the fuck is going on?
(That's long term) you are the paid
I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album
I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like
about Strummer and Jones
Saturday punks
Word spitting drunk
Predictable moans about the Beatles and Stones
He's got the girl
He keeps her down by
let me introduce myself my name is Mr. Russell Jones
Excuse me for that one I had to let that one low ah
And tonight, you're going to see that you
is by my side
And the don is back in too
Ima do a 2 for 2
Choppa fuckin up these bitches cause they tryna do me too
Okay I'm back
Brand new album
Now
Yea... RNS. Yea...
Them niggas talking way too much they ain't with it (they ain't with it)
You running your mouth, no action, you ain't did it (you
On the move so much there
Ain't no way of knowin'
Never stays in one place for too long
And he's movin' on he's on the move, movin'
He's on the move, movin'
When I am long gone
Though I can be explicit
Bit of cussing to infatuate the message I’m sending, yeah
And thank you to them haters too
I ain’t hating
As I went out for to take a little walk
I walked upon that Wild Bill Jones
He was walking and talking by my true lover's side
And I bid him to leave
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