Lyrics:
matter what
thugged out
and some shirt
short jeans
a big butt
what you see when I'm walking on by
I see you lookin
whether male or female
you in I see you
matter what
thugged out
and some shirt
short jeans
a big butt
what you see when I'm walking on by
I see you lookin
whether male or female
you in I see you
Sometimes I feel like I am
A prisoner to myself
I try to run and I scram
But I'm still stuck in this cell
I feel so confined
And tied down to these
home! Ahahaha! Ah oh, why do I want to go home? Oh I don't
know, I've been in here so long, oh I'm stuck to the chair and all that kind of good stuff...
prisoners of the night
Trust and love will lead the way
We are free
Yeah, I'm free to rock this mic to walk right in a dark night lighted by the sun (we
Can do,
Paul Revere,
I got the horse right here.
I'm picking Valentine,
'Cause on the morning line,
This guy has got him figured at five to nine
Sweetmeal Sam, real ham,
Handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.
It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night.
When Billy was
and maybe I'm gay but that's cool,
‘cause when I get a good job and good pay
I'll get a house for just my brother and me some day.
That's the reason I'm here,
Paul
Aye, shorty just want to come hold me (Hold me)
Wet like ocean but i'm drippin'
What?
I know what you want, you know i got it
(Know i got it)
What?
head, all you got 'em scared
All by myself, Koop shout in my bed
Sell a bitch that swole, we cook this in stoves
Paul pass me a swisher and blow out
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
just anecdotes
And they're trying to help you
Pattern match by throwing lots
Of data points at you, but the reality is
You will never understand them
Billy!
Billy
Who's worried?
Julie
You were right about there bein' no wind.
The blossoms are comin' down by theirselves.
Just they're in time to,
They shut down the mine last summer, we're gettin' by on welfare
It's Christmas Eve, I'm walkin' home, not a dollar to my name
Night is almost on me,
It’s J…P
Jon-Paul Ruiz (Encore)
Cheers to never feeling low
With you I feel so high
I’m never leaving by your side (side)
I need you day and night
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
road
I learned to fake a fiddle tune
By watchin Billy Spears
And it's somethin that's stayed with me
In spite of all the years
Just dance around
Sometimes I feel like a loaded gun
Sometimes I feel like I'm one in a chamber
Ready took his shot gun, it shot out
Just one in a chamber
Ready,
(Paul Thorn/Billy Maddox)
She wouldn't know me if she saw me
And you'd turn your head if you did
She'll never know how much you loved me
Or what
name
Just mark the spot with a number
When I’m six feet under
When I’m six feet under
When I’m six feet under
As I look down at the trap door
They made
Fitted, Sosa, TiSzY movies
I’m in this bitch wit the goonies
One eye Willy got the tooly
Paul Masson got me loopy
Paul Masson dropping soon b
All
the living room window
Oh, since I'm home alone, I'll see if Joel wants to come over
Hey there, Joel. You want to come on over
What's up, Billy? I'll be in
weak to break these chains that bind me
I need your shackles to remind me
I'm just a prisoner of love
c prisoner of who's love?
I'm binded by chains,
weak to break these chains that bind me
I need your shackles to remind me
I'm just a prisoner of love
c prisoner of who's love?
I'm binded by chains,
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