Lyrics:
linen as cold as the clay
""I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy""
These words he did say as I proudly stepped by
""Come sit down beside me
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
linen, as cold as the clay
I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
These words he did speak as I slowly walked by
Come sit here beside me and hear
Kevin wasn't really all that popular in school
But I remember well the day I thought now that guy's pretty cool
He pulled into the parking lot
night
Hittin' on everybody and their mother
There were two karaoke girls drunk on a dare
Singing, "I Got You Babe" by Sonny and Cher
Yeah, life was
P. Diddy name me pretty
Did it for the money, now can you get with me?
People wanna know who is he? He get busy
Spray so much izzy, girls get
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
When we fight and I want to talk it out
You won't say nothing, nothing at all
You just sit there, you won't open that pretty mouth
I think you
Here it is again
Friday night
Everyone is laughing
Carrying on
Going out
Having a ball
But I stay at home
Waiting by a phone that never
doesn't stop I'm calling the police!)
You got me on the run, you got it your way
Now I'm feeling pretty good and I'm beginning to sweat
Your love is so
Mister Trouble come walkin' this way
Year gone by feels like one long day
But I'm alive and I'm feelin' all right
Well I run that hard road outta
about how strong.
I'm gonna hit you with all I got.
Get ready,
All I got.
Touch your sky,
All I got.
You'll be so pretty.
Church in
I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa one of his brothers was a bad outlaw
I send her a letter by my Uncle Fudd and I rode away on the Tennessee
bein'
You don't wanna motherfuckin'
You don't wanna embrace your destiny
You wanna get by
You don't wanna go into the motherfuckin' dark
Where it's lonely
P. Diddy name me pretty
Did it for the money, now can you get with me?
People wanna know who is he? He get busy
Spray so much izzy, girls get
a façade (façade)
'Cause if you live by the sword, you get judged by the judge (judge)
'Cause these niggas crash dummies (crash dummies)
These niggas
Can we stand? (Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?)
Can you stand with me? (Can you stand me? Can you stand by me?)
Can we stand
There's your ticket out the ghetto
Take flight right here
Sell me you go bye bye here, " damn!
There's a different set of rules
We abide by here
You need
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Days go marching by
There and back I never wait for a confident reply
Yeah, truth is stark
hallways with the drugs and the gats"
I used to try and honeys used to walk on by
Now I'm damn near 20 and still ain't got no ride
Caught
Well, I know how it feels to be ripped from my roots
And tossed into a world unbending
Not long ago I was bitten by the truth
Some folks spend their
[Inspectah Deck]
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the lyrical grand prix
We have our drivers racin for a $3,000,000 purse
Winner takes all, gentlemen
three times in the hallway
Peel off your clothes
Socks last
Socks last
Stand naked and push your twig fingers
Through the wet bracken that storms by
We're looking for a better world, but what do we see?
Just hatred, poverty, aggression, misery.
So much money spent on war
When three quarters
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