Lyrics:
right out of those woods
Old Dillon had a million tales but he sung me one refrain
And I recall that song by John Dillon James
One July Monday morning
a ding hard as I'm gonna swing
I'm gonna need to put my arm in a sling
But like a wedding band you gotta be diamond to even climb in the ring
Happy as a lump can be
He just wants to keep Santa warm
And make the elves cozy
But Santa Claus had other plans
For Joel one fateful day
"Joel, you're
that I am no human but a God of some
Sort i know that everything
Will fall right into my laps
One day i'm just writing
This book because I feel like I
groupie bitch
All she got is diamonds on her mind on some Uzi shit
A whole generation of geniuses I'm influencin'
I only hang with real niggas who I'm
bridges ain't made to be burned
Drug money is rightfully earned, well deserved
Some roads you just ain't fit to take
And Ja's rules ain't them laws that
but you don't wanna be my foe
I'm not really violent so I'm harmless like a shadow
But I'm also not a nobody don't be calling me John Doe
One day I'll
pack bitch
Now drop a jaw and just eat this dick
Cuz your getting fucked with ever line I rip
I've never been this cold
Maybe I'm too old
Maybe I should
mine,mine (oh oh)
For you, I would have done whatever
And I just can't believe, we ain't together
And I wanna play it cool, But I'm losin' you
I'll buy you
group to be.
Just thinking 'bout Old Days.
Just thinking 'bout Old Days.
It's so Bad css.
Just thinking 'bout Old Days.
Just thinking 'bout Old Days
representin' my hood still throwin' up.
Big money in the gang as the bread grow,
Candy old school drop top for the low,
Boys used to be sleepin on me but
selling drops
I be back up on that old shit
Masks and gloves on like
I'm tryna dodge COVID
I'm making coats fresh like aerobics
Over the stove with
Step off
Well, I'm Keith Cowboy and you're my cow
So what ya M.C's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan
You won't even get bread
Step off
Well, I'm Keith Cowboy and you're my cow
So what ya M.C's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan
You won't even get bread
marching in
I'm gonna deny that you're my kin
But I guess you'll be in that number
When the saints go marching in
I'm a saint, you're a saint, we're all
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
Hammer be the death of me"
Some say he's born in Texas
Some say he's born up in Maine
I just say he was a Louisiana man
Leader of a steel-driving chain
Hammer be the death of me"
Some say he's born in Texas
Some say he's born up in Maine
I just say he was a Louisiana man
Leader of a steel-driving chain
knows why'cain hep why'seff wit dat crazy muthafucker '
' you like dat, but jes' hang on a lil' longuh...he be droppin' de wad putty soon now!
Rhonda:
sad and lonely since the day I left her side
But today I got her letter said she'd be my Cajun bride
Gonna go and wed my Cajun baby and live by
Rolling Stone reveals is just hype for the tour
And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by
the hatters goodbye
Ou
We gonna shine
I’ve got the ice by my side
Ou
I'm with my slime
We making noise all the time
Ou
I’m making this bread for real
Call it
teacher.
You die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just
gon' put you in the grave
Put you in your place
Talking like you know some things
Every single day
I'm tired of the fucking hate
But it never goes away
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