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Touched by the hit stick
My gravy shooter's for coverin' biscuits
Leave like a foreign, hit you with the kiss kiss
I mind my own business (You
of grass
Shmacking bad bitch ass
I've been feeling my way up
Bitches-I've been gettin some
Focus on the money and the drugs
Stash the gun
We don't run
rolling in
Even when there's grey hair on my chin
I don't wanna wake up girl without you in my arms
Cuz some cowboys saddle up and right away
But I
brother, it's the year of the jackal
Saddle up on high horse
My torch forced Polaris embarrassed
Shackle up the hassle by the dooming legend marriage
I
to get by
Everybody see’s my pain
It settled right under my eyes
But i’m moving the motions
Feel like I’m living a lie
I don’t know who I can trust
Cause I
getting harder to get by
Everybody see's my pain
It settled right under my eyes
But i'm moving the motions
Feel like I'm living a lie
I don't know who I can
It's just, both sides of my bed are the wrong one, and I'm always waking up
Plus, I don't care to defend sides of myself that I don't like much
I am
don't cry,
Smile until the clouds roll by!
Don't kiss me dear, just walk away,
Or I could never ever say,
Good-bye, good-bye Sue!
(Good-bye
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run, boy)
work is done by men with gavels,
I heard a sound that just about removed me from my filly's saddle.
Just outside of Antietam, where once there was
in.
Oh let me be by myself in the evening breeze,
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please, don
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
Yeah, Stat
Aitch, yeah what up Ari
I'm just living
Look
See everything I'm getting
It comes from my decisions
Can't knock me off my pivot
Don
Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands
I will set the tempo low in my commands
Come follow down the highway once trailed by my golden calf
I'm sippin' whiskey
Way in the back
You see my blue jeans and my wide-brim hat
You're drawn to me
But you don't know why
Might be the dangerous look
through the night
You teach me how to take this gun apart
Standing by the river, I put it back together
I saw a sign telling me that I'm
Your
never heard of ya
Momma's boy from West Suburbia
You don't belong 'round here so what you doing
Keep persuin my crew and get ruined, screw 'em
the next because in April quit Sams
Expected way too much up out of me like I'm Superman
Had me working by myself and don't try to understand
My job
some lemonade sitting in strawberry water
Need to find out what it taste like
Where's my face wipes
I got camera stamina I don't flaunt it though
I
robbing the rich
Is for worse or for best
They take it by stealing
And lying and gambling
And I take it my way
My shiny Black Bess
I treat
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Don't fence me in
Just
swingin' in the saddle,
My guitar hangs by my side
Old Pinto's always willing,
As for me I'm never sad,
You'll find there beats an honest heart
In
or fertilize
When my balls are finally big enough to do it
I don't want no casket, no saddle,
No seethrough plastic mask,
No casket, no saddle,
No seethrough
don't cry,
Smile until the clouds roll by!
Don't kiss me dear, just walk away,
Or I could never ever say,
Good-bye, good-bye Sue!
(Good-bye
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