Lyrics:
to the pond
Smack dab in the middle of a dirty lie
The star spangled glitter of his one good eye
Everybody knows that the game was rigged
Justice wears
them both into memories
Her body by gods design i pass behind every time she letting me
She make her waist shake to my mixtape
Every time she chilling
Never talk bout my bros
I'm never gon doubt my goals
I'll never laugh at your pain
Cus I never got by my ghosts
But in the same light
Ima go hard for
in the round?"
She said I am the one
Who will dance on the floor, in the round
She told me her name was Billie Jean
As she caused a scene
Then every
in slums and thoughts that's oh
Instinct to hustle-divided by the struggle
Plus a couple of scuffle's and up to high shuffle
Even when it sound
fuckers then buried in manuwer rabid dogs traveling dark beneath through the sewer embark within the Arc Grand masters of the fewer
middle finger to the h
Testin' out my patience
It's got me wanna act up, rash
I need a vacation
Sayin' hello as I pass by
In addition she ignored
Awkward position, I avoid
I had
THE HARD WAY
Guy Allison, Bruce Gowdy, Betsy Summers
EarthWalk Music, Making Betts Music
There is no middle ground, or in between
Forgiveness wants
And you grab a couple more
And you all come meet me
In the middle of the floor
Said the air is thick, it's smelling right
So you pass to the left then you
Who loves to dance and sing and
Be naked and live by the trees
Who loves to dance and sing and
Be naked and live by the trees and
Bathe in river flows
Nick just bought some shit
We 'bout get baked up, yeah (and take the elevator way, way up)
Uh, just dance, just dance
Ladies in Montreal, Fam de la
your imagination dance to the
Dance to the, dance to the hey
Like nobody's watchin' in a B-boy stance to the hey
I'm funky like Africans in France
LYRICS CHORDS
American Born - G
V1
G
It's the cattails by the levee
F
where the water meets the stars
C
It's a rust-ed up chevy
G
It's a beat up
you do
So you grab your girls and you grab a couple more
And you all could meet me in the middle of the floor
Said the air is thick, it's smellin'
Yeah stuck in the middle
Owo
I know it starting to get serious the kid that I used to be's gone, gone, gone
I know I won't be victorious I'll keep
with kinks
When it all goes down, have no idea what it really means.
To live by words, if scripture is roots,
And the wise hold they tongue when
come by sunlight
(dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
Dance
Dance Dance Dance
Dance
Dance Dance
6 shots in
I
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
find him
In the jungle I can blend but wait till I find them
Ima take it from the roots and piece them stem by stem
Then Dash in the car, reverse
and the past
My shoes are more a kind of boots
They press the soil to feel their roots
If they feel sad they go in the woods
If they feel angry they just kick
present a night called
Network pick up
Big song sound string up in a day the dancehall tonight everybody gwaan hold a vibes
Roots wine man a drink
The great melt pursued the role of flood
The mold we made in blood
The puddled love and closest buds
We bloomed in tandem
Rushed by all the bugs and dirt
Slap to the beat
Make the bass mean
Dance 'til we burn off
The bad steam
Cut up the rug
It's a funk scene
Stand in the middle
Make the crowd lean
Slap to the beat
Make the bass mean
Dance 'til we burn off
The bad steam
Cut up the rug
It's a funk scene
Stand in the middle
Make the crowd lean
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