Lyrics:
to coast and way up north
And there ain't no need to lie
Down here is where I wanna be
And where I'm gonna die
Til my time is over
I'll keep makin' my own
the church bells ring
Take a fan boat flying like it ain't no thing
Where the swamp and the Spanish moss meet, yeah
Way down yonder off the Mississippi
know it, but this here's salvation, you see."
Son, you're going down in history
Good news is blowin' in your window
Good news is knockin' on your door
Dear Mr president, I set me down
To send you greetings from my home town
And send you best wishes from
All the friends I know
In Texas, Alabama, Ohio
and it's ok
It's music it's hip-hop it's groundbreaking
When I do it, it's war
In the city watch how I'm
Getting head with it she do it with no hands
And I
physical position
No matter the words you think you hear
I am always in conversation with Spirit
We converse like two old women
On a Mississippi wooden
The preacher man say's it's the end of time
The Mississippi river, she's goin dry
The interest is up, and the stock market's down
You only get
When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go?
Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico
To Lake Charles,
Fuck it up
Wait
Fuck it up
No don't go don't
You've let me down before
You've let me down before
I gave you chance after chance to prove yourself
You're
to pray
Come on down to the river
Come be washed in the blood
And your sins will be forgiven by the power of His love
Come be changed by the mercy
Climbed up upon that mountain
Took a shot of that old whiskey
Should've gone down the Mississippi
So I could disappear
Anywhere just so I don't hear your
Ooooo oh oh yeah yeah
Just relax (Gone head and roll up)
Gone take a shot with me (Gone head and pour up)
'Cause we just came to have a good time
girl, you know it's true
I made a jam for everybody from The Delta Mississippi to an outer space city
The type jam that you jam in the spaceship
Where
our pockets ain't heavy
All it means to be country rich is parties by the levy
We don't need no money just to have a good time
We just need a tank
and now he's gone
Well now the sun's out
And I'm feeling good
Starting just like I knew it would
So hit me up if you've got no plans
I'll show you a time
Woke up this morning.
With a pistol in my hand.
It had fired three rounds.
Man. didn't make any sense.
I found myself, quite amazed.
By
and lock down
Ain't no visualizin', like me now
Queen like drank, gotta stand my ground
Back up off me wit tha hands I clown
Slip-n-Slide on tha dump, if
Or is it on that pass by you style
I was up in the Delta
For those that don't know
That's northwest Mississippi
Blues at your door
Getting at an old
Canseco
'fore they steal raw cream that I keep up in my Saints coat
I put the Cali on the map my nigga
And I'll never kiss radio or TV ass, I'll go back
Is the silence that I keep
It poisons me I can't swim free
The river is too deep
Though I'm baptized by your touch
I am no worse than most
In love
of counting down the days
I'm counting up in case
Y'all think the hours in day. And time I allocate
To rap is a fucking waste
They say 10,000 hours will make
the soundproof straight to DAT
In fact, I'm sick of how you brothers react
My demo says Mississippi but I ain't speakin' 'bout no gats
But my raps, are laced
ta creep this
Tryin to entice me to let it off
But nah, (why not?) c'mon baby, you saw Set It Off
Proposition by trio, in Rio
Menage Trois, down
crossed the road
To put PGC in the rearview
And all I been threw
They never caught
And got no hands but let’s pretend
Told em drop a pin and we can get it
.jpg/220px-The_Sugarland_Express_(movie_poster).jpg "The Sugarland Express")
Discuss these down in mississippi up to no good dvdlive by sugarland Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In