Lyrics:
endowed
If you measured the
Strength of my click by the
Length of my dick
We'd be larger than life plus a tenth of an inch
[Chorus]
[Aesop]
Ya boy
thou hew it down?
Woodman, forebear thy stroke!
Cut not it's earth-bound ties
Oh, spare that aged oak
Now towеring to the skies!
When but an idlе boy
I
or local
My album is sellin' because of my vocals
You know what you need to learn?
Old school artists don't always burn
You're just another rapper who's had
From the 12 inch single "Nineteen" by Phil Lynott with bonus Thin Lizzy track
Also appeared on the live Thin Lizzy album BBC Radio One Live In
Pull up to the spot
Baked beans in the pot
Got Beef on the grill
Country boys, they keep it real
Got Beer in the fridge (Aye)
Drink till it's empty
broke boys
I swear y'all some broke boys
Disrespect me and my boys, you won't speak again, boy
Disrespect me and the gang, you won't speak again, boy
Love
Live the wild and crazy life I wouldn't change it if I could
Been hard at times like some old oak wood
Trying to make my life better but still up to no
of gold
Runs a river of death indeed
An old hotel serves as a
Shelter for children
Of the street
Abandoned by the promised land
Set sail on your own
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burner
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
that old familiar taste
Like the tune that brings back the memory of a different time and place
A good ol' country tune coffee stains on the dash
Foot
They took old Danny Boy for a ride
From the arms of his bride to be
Threw him into the murky waters
By the dog biscuit factory
Quick dry
They took old Danny Boy for a ride from the arms of his bride to be
Threw him into the murky waters by the dog biscuit factory
Quick dry the tears
on time."
Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman,
"Shovel on a little more coal.
"And when we cross that White Oak mountain,
"Watch
that old White Oak Mountain
You can just watch Old 97 roll."
It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville,
And the lie was a three-mile
The nightingale is still locked in the cage
The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs
An old oak sheltering me from the blue
Sun bathing
bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would ever thought that
The napalm would bust your
white hoes in the hills up in Thousand Oaks
She wanna try the whole team she got a thousand throats
Still tape season, but i'm on album mode
Separation
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.
He was stranded in some tiny town
On fair
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
Fuck the law and fuck a cop
Middle finger to the system
They whisper my accomplishments
But yellin out my flaws
Talkin bout sum old shit
Boy thats
We straight
Extra, extra read all about it
The Legit Ballers came out with with an unbelievable album
Fuck a truce put the side on the news
Got
Runnin' through these caverns of gold
Runs a river of death indeed
An old hotel serves as a
Shelter for the children
In the street
Abandoned by
cause they
Hear to slow
Boy I Kno you mad mad
Cause I fucked ya bitch
But I'm passed tht
Old shit fuck around
Get you hashtaged
Got a lil gun now you mad
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