Lyrics:
The road... It's like it's propping up the horizon... So straight, so static, and there is no end to it. The desert landscape changes its colors
with the most knowledge will obtain to touch top dollars
Hold me down, hand me my cake, dusty, bake, activate
Fuck your corny debates
I'm like cake
with the most knowledge will obtain to touch top dollars
Hold me down, hand me my cake, dusty, bake, activate
Fuck your corny debates
I'm like cake
wood
Now it's just dusty roads
And I can't help but blamin' your goin'
On the coming, the coming of the roads
Look how they've cut all to pieces
dusty mile
And I've got dreams to spare
And time to spend
Time to spend
So I'm on the road
Travelin' free and easy
Travelin' on
Gotta get
at the edge of a new dawn
Alone we cry
Graced by the morning light
We've walked for miles on this dusty road
Through a grey garden of ash
Here we walk into
You've long been on the open road you've been sleepin' in the rain
From dirty words and muddy cells your clothes are soiled and stained
But the dirty
like me, get praises by the junkies
You ain't never live like me, split Chi-Chi's with your bunky
Tasteless nigga, CC's all on me and still look bummy
Well the man of God was traveling down the dusty road that day
He spied old Elisha working with his oxen, so he turned to walk his way
With a mighty
Dogs that tear after trains seem to understand
They howl of pain at your careless hand
Sans a golden band
Swallowed the road like it came from
down
dust off these dusty roads
crank that cowboy rock n roll,
time to rip it up, saddle up, put a little giddy-up
in this one horse town
them 4 by's
on the road, my pee on the wind
Two feet on the concrete
Prepare trees for me bitch
Recently walls defeat, they speaking again
Drink 'til I fall then I'm decent
come here just to
Open up your sleepy eyes
The road you've been traveling on
You missed the turn off to paradise
Now here we are, we are
And all of us
Out lost on the road again
Totally gone and waiting for the end
Hypnotized by the snow on the highway
Will I get to see you this Christmas Eve day
Christmas eve is coming up the road
Drive all night and hope that I get home
Ten o clock, the traffic starts to slow
Drive all night and hope I make
up and die watching clouds and eating flies
Don't want to bother no one, don't want nothing here to change
A dusty road is all we've ever dreamed
yeah
We're deep down and we're coming home to you
Oh my bare feet walking the dusty road
Yes my bare feet coming home
I can walk free there on the dusty
popped another xan
Now she's lying on the couch
Cold and sweaty hands
Heard a distant voice whisper not again
Went too far down a dusty road
It's gotten
I'm driving down a dusty road
I've got nowhere to go
No place that I can call my own
On and on this road is burning
I'm leaving all this crap
and dusty villages they sped along the little roads
The peasants smiled and shouted as they hurried by
Jesus called out to every one "Don't think that we
darling, they'll find us in the gutter of our ecstasy
I see your skin closing in on me from the other side of the street Dusty morning dusty town dusty
Cole
Smothered in charcoal burnt so the ash is present
You get the message
I always been a dusty n*gga
See I came from the ash like a phoenix
The road I
perfect
You could prolly tell by now
She ain't working
She going down on me in my crib and that bitch twerking
I chase sum dusty memories with some Mari
Hard to believe another year
Past us by yesterday
As we sang auld-lang-syne
In the long star cafe
We laughed about the good times
Thanked God, we're
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