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Lord, I believe
You promise that you brought me, all the way from my old home to give to me this land
It's not that my faith is weak, but would You
With your rags and you tags and you old rig-a-doo"
I'll buy a pair of leggings, a collar and a tie
And a nice young lady I'll fetch by and by
I'll buy
With your rags and you tags and you old rig-a-doo"
I'll buy a pair of leggings, a collar and a tie
And a nice young lady I'll fetch by and by
I'll buy
with the society
With the underbelly
All around me eyes consume me,
Digest me like stomach acid
My surrogate philosophy cant fail me now
I need to plug
through old buildings they stare.
With their offspring staring at me for they are still there.
Dreams that are dead and lives not realized.
Why did we
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
, and escape."
I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean.
But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old dull routine.
So I wrote
and murder, my mind state"
Murder murder murder, and kill kill kill!
Left the house, pullin' out the drive backin' out
We were backin' out this lady's Jag
You crossed a black cat's path when you encountered me
Somebody should have said this here was a carnival
The only way out again's back through
through the years
Even when we're old and grey
I will love you more each day
'N you will always be the lady in my life
I want you to stay with me
(ooh girl
making love (hear me now)
Who's making love to your old lady
While you were out making love
I've seen so, so many fellows
Fall in that same old bag
any game I played
By older niggas who told me to give up
It’s not worth it
Find it annoying when someone tells me that I can’t do it
They don’t know
just on an old country boy mission
Got the ladies in the kitchen Pinto's, cornbreads, and all the fixin's
Ate so much my jeans is rippin' Damn I love
a pair of leggings and a collar and a tie,
And a nice young lady I will fetch by and by.
I'll buy a pair of goggles and I'll color them blue
And an old
of leggings and a collar and a tie
And a nice young lady I will fetch by and by
I'll buy a pair of goggles and I'll color them blue
And an old fashioned lady
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
Caroline: You are my everything
Now I am light, I am everything I ever wanted
I was too weary of gazing at the heavens
Mother's calling me to dance with her
"Cardiac Arrest"
Lyrics By Ten-Headed Skeleton
I don’t want my Fucking girlfriend, calling me daddy thats for pedophiles with a sick fantasy I
Im'a give some more
So my family and offspring feel assured
Old Soul below zero witta cold flow
A Guru on the lanes Mr. Smith wit the slow roll
Went
WINDS OF THE OLD DAYS (Words and Music by Joan Baez)
The lady's adrift in a foreign land
Singing on issues both humble and grand A
Decade flew past
fifty cents
The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies
But I can't die tonight my old lady's pregnant with a baby
Tupac said there's a heaven foe a G
But I
my reign, it was the same old same,
"To the ba with the ba", that street-talk game,
So if you ever, let me make this clear,
If you ever think that
The old man said, prepared to face the music and laugh
"Bring the shadows down on the heads of the soft ladies
That lie on their mechanical beds"
"And
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