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16's in a pair of 8s
Know bounty hunters and a few grapes
35th that won't change
I ain't sparring shit not sparing change
Big dog need a spare cage
buried in this land
For one small band of gold to place on sweet little Jenny's hand
'Cause a man needs a woman to love him all the time
Remember Sam
of oz singin' the blues
With a cute little cowgirl wearin' ruby red boots
They sing, take your eyes off that big balloon
There's a much quicker way to be
Sometimes I think I'll buy a van, drive across the land, travel around from town to town in a caravan
Or maybe I will get a horse, ride across
shouldn't have been wandering around
Someone get me the hell out of this town
Little stores and restaurants downtown
An old village built in another time
She rode in on that one way highway
Standing by the road all alone
She said she was lookin for a place to stay
So I took her hand and I brought her
no I ain't over you
But I'm doin' my best
Every day and every night
Hangin' on by a thread
That's stretched just a little too tight
If I can't
Eventually
You will see
A big smile on my cheek
Like I used to keep
When you would pass by me
I just feel a little down right now
But don't you worry
were taught what's real
In the land of dreams
By our friends on top of yellow trees
And the elder that leads?
We were taught how the world began,
the
mountains and the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood
And the Tennessee Mare and the Tennessee Stud
A pretty little baby
hair ss she was a ridin' on the Tennessee Mare
Stirrup to stirrup and side by side we crossed the mountains and the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy
by the river
I dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water
Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under
I've traveled far
The land and the sea
Beautiful places
I happened to be
One little town
I'll never forget
Is Lourdes
The village of St. Bernadette
read my mind?
I never really gave up on
Breakin' out of this two-star town
I got the green light, I got a little fight
I'm gonna turn this thing
seen the bench from TFIOS,
the canals of Amsterdam
And the houses stacked up in their little rows
I’ve seen the Atomium
And I’ve travelled by myself
But
And walk you in that wrong building
Now you at the wrong place, and it's at the wrong time
You got a long face 'cause now you see this long Nine
Best in the town
My little Dominican man and them blessed me
Big prices let me wrestle 'em down
Keys is like 20 a joint, for you, gimme 14
Flood 'em
some are blooded-in
But there ain't no bloodin'-out
I'm on that same bullshit my
Big buzzings is about homocide, drive-by
Loaded clips and spit 'em out
to pass so quickly by
Memories can make you cry
I close my eyes, my tears, I try to hide
I was thinking about
Tammo Land
Of all the funny places
I
these bands OK
My nigga made the beat, I throw these hands OK
Throw him in air, I hope he lands OK
Got her in the club with a dancer
I be getting
dash for cash
But this race is a little different cause the first is last
On the Autobahn
They drive way too fast
Move over to the shoulder cause
dash for cash
But this race is a little different cause the first is last
On the Autobahn
They drive way too fast
Move over to the shoulder cause
sure!", he said, "if you look a little deeper
for something in his life
we could understand the reason why
he reached out for a knife."
Oooh! What happened
Everyone know I'm a big steppah, Everyone know I'm a big steppah yeah
Wow, I thought last year they called me a clown, One year later just look at me
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