Lyrics:
all night
For the king's delight
I'm climbing up like you're Rapunzel
You drop down some tea so I guzzle
I saw a dog wanted to snuzzle
Heck no he was
matter where I go across the land
I miss my kinfolk, BC folk we forever fam
When I'm gone you're the only solace for my achin' soul
Thanksgiving I wish
And when I find you, you will go for your tea
Oh I've got a brand new shiny helmet
And a pair of kinky boots
I've got a lovely new flak jacket
And a lovely
more dough
I got a dream, I invest more dough
Surrounded by cowards & freaks
Pressing em down, put they fear in my tea
Putting in work, how I spend my
Finger rolls, finger waves, closet full of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole suit for some cold weather
New sale, two L's and some old
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
Two floors above the butcher
First door on the right
Life filled to the brim
As I stood by my window
And looked out on those
Brooklyn Roads
I
two, run what ya got
I'm a low rider mostly, I cruise, I hop
But I got a couple muscle cars tucked at the spot
Talkin' about Camaros, El Caminos,
of the evils
The Lord hath made the scribe to tell the tales for generations to come, written legacy, immortalize history!
god save the poet x2
god made
feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef,
for hours if i have to
got to get paid
gotta find a way to spread it around
listen
aunt louise bout to get her lights turned off
cousin james
in me
He walks with me, call it Comradery
Who can be against us if God's for me
But there's some folks who left this belief man
Call it apostasy
fuck with one without the other
Roll in two's down for whatever
Never left the other in the gutter
Weather any storm always together
Here of late shits
and behind me hate
Hate me from back that’s make me great
Hit me by back that’s make me great
Out of sight working May I come late
See I’m notice for
the right sign
Watching the world pass me by like I'm standing on the side line
So much pain in my heart
I can't express it right
So much from these scars
I
faith on my side
Don’t mind
Cos I'm feeling like the days went by
We been lost for a minute, wicked games
Nigga why the fuck you testing me
[Verse 1]
by
The wind in the willows played tea for two
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
Strangers stopping strangers
Just to shake their hand
fact in your mind
I'm tryna get by
The battle scars in my catalogue speak a thousand words
You was watching the super bowl I was forming my sound in
a drug dealer get laced
With the coco on the pot
He's fireworks for the rocks
Pebble skipping waves in the shallow ocean
Dry skin no lotion
Made a old scar
so I ask you why not be an oddity?
It goes
One for the bass
Two for the trouble
Three for the babes
And four for the hustle
This one is for
1.senghek a l'9lb inu sengh izd atrs.
2.a guik ifl walli mu numz afus.
3.guigh zud a tassa walli yuddr ifis.
4.injmd ura sul ittamn gh yiwis.
5.zund
Ya'll got me feeling sanctimonious
Knowing that you're showing phoniness
Holden folks with golden coated shit
Catch their eyes to coast on loneliness
The white folks never treated him right
He grew a plan for him too
He went to Billy's house
Banged on the door
Billy let him in
The child told Billy about
Written by: Neil Diamond
If I close my eyes
I can almost hear my mother
Callin', "Neil, go find your brother
Daddy's home, and it's time for
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