Lyrics:
it's like a spar
You cannot take me
Struggled hard you
Cannot break me
That's for all of yall
That hate me
I'm a boss so
Leave or pay me
That's your
and prayers will show us out
Kissed by the Gods, A devils charm, play me something acoustic
Heal down down the road I got gas and I see the signs of wisdom
My
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
in the city
Jealous envy and try me this is my wave like the hui
On 808's like hawaii if they get amped i'm acoustic
One thing about ant ain't no
You and Lucy and Molly and me
Used to party with the tribe at the festival at Reveille
Singing with the band at the top of our lungs
Grooving
From Where I Stand
Wyatt Easterling and Thomas Anderson
December 10, 2019
Watching the news is giving me the blues
What a tangled web they weave
Try
time together, together, together.
Written by and copyright Graham Trust
Graham Trust: vocals, acoustic and bass guitars
Martyn Gilbert: Electric
have some beautiful, poetic stories to tell ...
On Summer Street
There was a girl I'd meet
She'd take me by the hand
Sweep me off my feet
Her eyes were
hate's got me scared
Your jealousy's got me scared
Your vein's got me scared
Your fang's, your fang's got me scared
Your vein's got me scared
Your hate's
deal with the fuckery of Babylon
Them haffi know me, I the don, no lie
So mandem back off when we walk by, Selassie I
Bless, and you'll be respected
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
and honest
Unharnessed
And astonished
By the harvest
Of the crop mix
On retainer
Orthodontist
This is NonSince
Not NuSince
Leaving shoe prints
On the blue
Prison Bed Blues - Acoustic music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
2000, 2013 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2013, 2020 Bucketstomp Productions
All
Giving service to these bitches so that they see
How a real nigga running
And they hate me for it
They hate us
In brand new foreign they pull up, Die Lit
Oh, no, here again we go
Flow like Yoda, you already know
Only speakin' things I'm really feelin' in my soul
Label me a meanie, maybe that's my goal
October, I'll just stick to having May yeah
All the sun and flowers, that's the month I go insane yeah
I'm not saying I enjoy it, I just like the pain yeah
01. I PULL ME DOWN (THE MAIDS OF MITCHELSTOWN)
Words & Music: Debra LynJeff Silverman(Debra Lyn MusicSESAC, Palette SongsSESAC © 2018)(The Maids
I still think about your blue jeans
In the front seat
How you knew me
No one knew my heart like that
And I go down memory lane when I think about our
, "Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
spring in a shade of blue and
Your smile’s still shining through
Keeps me going everyday
Another thought of you paves the way
Light the fire, burn
whips (skrr)
Drop me a four then take me a sip (ride)
It takes too good, every day I say I quit (damn)
Pull up in a Challenger, Lambo on my wrist
I'm a crazy motherfucker takin' no shit
Make them jokes about me but what's serious
Is the fact you need to leave alone those kids
Otherwise you need
there's a doctor in the house
Nothin' to talk about
He called me out, I did him nasty
That's for talkin' out the side of your mouth
Mmyeah, see?
Damn, G
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