Lyrics:
Mascoutah Blues
It ain't that hard to get Mascoutah Blues
Every time that your heart falls through your shoes
From the Moto-mart to the hardware
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
they were
Recording with Jesse Cannon
I loved that shit
And Steel Train
That's Jack Antonoff's band
They were already
On Drive-Thru
And my first time
the days gone by,
All the times.. You wish that you could fly away,
To clear blue skies.. Just to leave the hard life,
And when I think about the times we've
bands up
For everyone around
I'm tryna ball hard
Do the dash in the coupe
Shorty want me to come through
We've been counting up them blues
We've been
Everyone's has had the blues at some time
And been used, I ain't lying
I've been used and abused
And I've got the blues, blues, blues
Over you
where I've been just look at my hands
Yeah I've driven by the white house and spent some time in jail
Mama cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail
I
Bands stacking young gun totting
Addicted to smoking potent
Im choking
Higher level mind is open
Going hard I am chosen
Bands stacking young gun totting
to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still wouldn't pay my
to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still wouldn't pay my
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
Never fear I got the stacks
Hunnit bitches on my lap
I really wanna hunnit bands in my, bank and I
Only got cents but I can't jeopardize the time that I
and never complain
Boots all muddy by the end of the shift, carry on the American way
One time for the blue collar boys, gettin up before dawn and never
music
No excuses
I feel marvelous by the way
Look uh, first off, I'm poppin' nigga, fuck all y'all
Y'all lucky I don't let this thing touch all
night city
Money, money, money
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Summer night city
Money, money, money
In the rich man's world
Den går på band!
Kan
ended him, silenced
Call up my niggas, I'm working till two
Told them slide by I'm fresh out the stu
The beat so hard, I turned burgundy blue
They said I
don't ask
She say I won't tell a soul
We live by the code live by code we we live by the code
Won't tell a soul
We live by the code live by code we we
blues
Did it by myself
Didn't get no hand-outs
I did it by myself
Bitch left when I was down
I did it by myself
Never had a big dawg
I did it by myself
You want to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still
of lard
I would buy more but the times is too hard
And I don't see why I have to work so hard
I can live off the chickens in my neighbor's yard
I got
I'm gonna tell you a little story
About the hard life that I live (tell you a little story)
Busk till dawn
I'm sitting on my bench, my bench
Sitting
the blues, blues, blues (Blue Hundreds)
Home girl countin' on the flow, (Hold Up)
Partna wit the drako by the door, (Hold Up)
Main bitch bangin' on my line,
Never influenced by movements of what the cultures doing
If it ain't congruent wit my dreams I can't get into it
Only time they down with you is if they
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