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Children grow and years go by
Moms and dads get grey
Little girl's get married
And give their dinosaurs away
They'll live their grown up lives and call
beautiful stars
And i told her a tale by the light in her eyes
That one day the world would be ours
Long ago
Across the raging seas
I left a girl
Out
light but the stars and the moon
That's what you get when this country boy loves you.
A girl like you is just so pretty,
You've been wining down all
kickin' off the weekend
The right way
It's gonna go all night
They'll be some skinny dippin' down at the lake
We'll get out in the country
We're
money huh
Fuck a bitch, I'd rather see this money come
You can't see me no more
I'm out in the country chump
With a girl from Capetown and
I got her from
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.
You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
It was down by Christ Church that I first met with
Annie
A neat little girl and not a bit shy
She told me her father had come from Dungannen
One time I drove to see a girl across the country
One night as I was driving through to Mexico
I had the windows wide open
It was cold and I was
sit there by the river
And listen to the freeway
Just sit and smoke and drink with all my crew (ohh)
Well now when I look back
Over blue skies and smoke
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
you can't handle, no
We'll gladly take it off your back (we soak up lots of pain), yeah
(Chorus)
Is it any wonder now-everybody goes insane
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
(back in the days)
When I just a little niggerole
I looked up to my bigger bro
Begged if I could kick it so
when he went out with girls I could go taggin
gotta kiss my ass cause ya girl be puckering up, she say she wanna cut in the truck, I told that girl ain't nun to discuss, get on a beat n watch it
life
And if all goes well at the prom then you know that I'm getting that girl in my bed tonight
Pulled up with my squad, and we getting lit
Haven't been
choose
you're making me choose
country or blues
country or blues
Taking swills for a bucket of ills
my eyes so green they looked as hills
but what becomes
just a country girl stuck on a city grind
Around closing time
When this bottle here is the only friend of mine
I like to wind it on down
But it's hard
Wait, till the sun goes down, then we'll go walkin', down by the sea,
It's been a long time, for my girl and me
Take a trip, down by the shore,
of getting
Beaten up by the pulling guard all week only to go out on the weekend,
And watch the Quarterback get all the girls so,
He formed a band man
on you
Girl you know I want to ball on you
Take you all around the country
Give you every single thing you wanting
Girl you know i want to ball on you
Well, I used to sit at home and wonder why, why, why
All the happiness in life just passed me by
I didn't think in all the world there could ever
Well, I used to sit at home and wonder why, why, why
All the happiness in life just passed me by
I didn't think in all the world there could ever
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