Lyrics:
roads
I put on my hat, I put on my shoes
Another day, same shit, nothing new
You fear it's work, work 'til you drop
Now if you hate your job say
(yeah
And justice will prevail, and that'll be the end of the story
Of the Valentine's Day killer's miserable life
So I asked Kevin by email, "By the way
How are
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
the lames
Refuse to entertain you sucker niggas on IG
I'm outside every day, nigga, find me
See, you can try me, just don't 6-9 me
Realest nigga alive is how
Down beyond the railway
And drill, ye tarriers, drill
And blast, and fire.
Now our new foreman was Jim McCann
By golly, he was a blinkin' man
Last
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
he was within six miles of the place
There No. 4 stared him straight in the face
He turned to his fireman, sai "Jim, you'd better jump
For there're
Jim Crow
We all know of Mr. Crow but is he dead?
His message is still widespread
In our nation's figureheads
Dread
I dread the day when my brother asks
I want to pull strings like Jimi Hendrix
Blow minds like Kurt Cobain
Open doors like Jim Morrison
I want the whole world to know my name by twenty
was all that
Had me off in the back with Jim and Jack
Knew I'd grow up to be him
By the time I was 12 drinkin' vodka and gin
Throwin' rocks
& the Santa Fe
See the old smoke rising round the bend
I reckon that she knows she's going to meet a friend
Folks around these parts get the time of day
From
Bimbo
Jim Reeves
Great Country Hits Volume 1&2
RCA
Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e o,
Bimbo, Bimbo
What you going to do e o.
Bimbo,
The switchman knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones
When he was within six miles of the place
There No. 4 stared him straight
Bimbo
Jim Reeves
Great Country Hits Volume 1&2
RCA
Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e o,
Bimbo, Bimbo
What you going to do e o.
Bimbo,
Even when faced with defeat, man I still grow
I'm so driven, with the gas like Citgo's
Chasing success on this brick road full of sink holes
I shatter
Even when faced with defeat, man I still grow!
I’m so driven, with the gas like Citgo’s
Chasing success on this brick road full of sink holes
I shatter
shined to glow mo'
Nine hundred and ninety six grams, you need for mo'
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in
shined to glow mo'
Nine hundred and ninety six grams, you need for mo'
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in
day. It's 80 degrees ... I said balmy ... I could say bomby ... Ha! Ha! ...O.K. I'm Jim and this is Radio KAOS and with only four minutes left to us,
on the ground
I run to that house off Jim Hogg Road
Cause I know he'd wanna know
And he'll ask me a thousand questions from his easy chair and
I can tell he
my advice
Don't let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the chips
20's for the six hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch
up six
Friday's the Red Alert radio mix
Then comes the day that nobody plays that
Punishment wish in the crib
Time to go chase the dibs
On a Saturday
rack in his truck for his 12-gauge shotgun
Six days on the road
And man, you know he’ll go six more
No time for love
Just a local truck stop whore
And he
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
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