Lyrics:
never tell we were cowboys; we were real lookin' hippies by heck. With long hair, bare feet, old t-shirts, and beads around our necks. And shoot we just
a punk
You called me a loser, you said I was dumb
I bet y'all wouldn't bully the
Man I'd become because
I'm Tom MacDonald, I'm Tom MacDonald
And now it's
doja (fine, fine)
I got a ummmmm ehhh
I got news from Lauren she sent a letter that you stopped by
To tell you the truth I'm feeling sorry that you not
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool
Boy
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool
Boy
I'm gonna try and say it anyway
Too much ginseng
Makes me nervous
Organization
Shortened sounds
Too much ginger
Takes me over
John the Baptist
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool
Boy
It's Project X
Ghosty
LT district live with bro (Live)
I'm in the bando, breakin' bit's
When my bros are down for a risk
(Yes)
Bally up quick then
live and die by how the dice roll
And I have won and lost it all so many times I fear I'm
Casino Cowboy tonight
I've seen my love go by
Like a well run
found little Muley and Muley said,
They've been tractored out by the cats,
Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm,
He found his family.
They
Frantic I am
When I'm not bored
Meager I am
Too poor to afford
Stuck here I am
When nobody shows
Waiting I am
Where the emptiness grows
Lovely I am
[Gun shots followed by screaming]
[Proof:]
Pow-pow! Straight off the corral
Now, the dirtiest street vet from the mile
Is vexed without the techs
You want war? I take you to war, now that my money long
Why you broke? Cat's buy the by lines and fantasize
The way I'm spittin', put TV's in
building a castle
To go with a lake
Brick-By-Brick
I'm Franklin Saint
Alexander couldn't be this great
Ah
Struggled but didn't complain
The bigger
Muley and little Muley said,
"They've been tractored out by the cats, Tom,
They've been tractored out by the cats."
Then Tom he walked
Bleecker's further than I reckoned
By the courthouse
Near the stables
On the corner someone beckoned!
Go get 'em Cowboy
You got 'em now, boy!
Go get 'em,
wit tha light tint (too Good)
Cocaine cowboy call me captain
Cocaine Cowboy call me call me call me
Call me captain
the weight of the world
And the river runs a little too deep
Like a hound dog chasing a bird
Sometimes a certain tom's gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy,
38 on my hip got me like a cowboy
You can get hit right now boy
Spurred up and I'm dunking(Duncan)
Blow ya block down with that trumpet
38 on my hip
I'm a seven-inch cowboy
With a tiny pair of six guns.
Five'll get you ten,
I betcha never seen one.
Well I'm a seven inch cowboy
How do you be?
like Tom Cruise
My niggas bout that action, damn I feel like Tom Cruise
Nigga moving up, like he 'pposed to do
I feel like I'm balling, I could poster
Say inna the dance hall where I come from
Me I marsh up the place and me no use gun
Step into the club and we are turn up
We a burst up the place
colder
When I’m in Atlanta, I’m too hard to handle
Up in Detroit, Like I’m Barry Sanders
And I’m in Miami, Go to Cincinnati
Got a rolex, Now I need a Patek
Dining hall never really said goodbye
Walking around
That nice town
See you passing by give you a nice hello
Always wanted to let you know
Dining hall I
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