Lyrics:
ain't even trying
But these roads they try me
I've been awful, finding
Thoughts they often rhyming
Aught to spend time and realize what's got me winding
So we rode around fighting Fast on the horse like lighting
Respected by the plains Indians who said we fought so fierce like bison.
From Civil
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God bless you I swear e no dey pay bills make you pay me o
Na only poor masses dey fear nemesis
Six to six men anaevu ike n'evuba and ọkwa by
HOME FIRES JIM PETERIK FOR TOBY H
JULY 20, 2018
ROAD SIGNS HYPNOTIZE ME
STATE LINES FLYING BY ME
WHERE THERE'S A SHOW
THERE I MUST GO
A BAND
makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
Paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin' to live
No matter
that gyal on the line?
What's that shine on your wrist?
Manaman ain't got time
Get a brick at six
Fuck around, have it gone by nine
That batty move
I been trapping not rapping
Serving to the fiends
Life on the roads
Na ain't how it seems
I got lifers nightmares and some Millionaire dreams
I
(myles goodwyn/jim clench)
Published by summerlea music, ltd. - bmi
I wake up early morning, I lay down with the sun
You make me feel my life has
accomplished this year
I pray that as I continue on this road, you give me journey mercies
You give me patience, you give me the inspiration
To be a source
"Name and last three!" Austin, oh-six-six
By now Grandpa went crazy and my Uncle had died
And me I'm at the ranch makin pruno in Wayside
In
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
stole some beer and whiskey too so I could catch a buzz
I set myself on fire that day staring at the noon day sun
I grabbed my six and strum for you on my
guy in here
And some of you schmucks really are brave
You surf the web, to ride the next niggas wave
Even worse, you followed my footsteps, on the road
on the news just like Channel 8
I came a long way, bitch, I survived by Section 8
I dropkick a midget, left my shoe print on his face
And if I get a bitch that
pot
The law caught wind of sonny and one day he got caught
But he was back in business when they set him free again
The road goes on forever
reached Miami Beach
They got a hotel by the water and a quart of Bombay gin
The road goes on forever and the party never ends
They soon ran out
On the fiddle and melodeon they'd play The Mountain Road
Now every inch of progress it was won with sweat and blood
Digging for rock bottom in the days before
I'm the 5% who show
Cuz you know that I ran road
6am hear the scream than I go
Only heaven I know Tian Shan
Michael myers boogeyman
Ghost train comin
time, she caught me by surprise
She said gimme a dirt road, the windows down
Wanna get lost on the edge of town
In your Chevrolet
She said gimme
nothing, leave them
Bare skeng talk, I can't believe them
The red and white R6 I'll leave them
Ed Hardy glasses I can't see them
So why you talking like you
son done became a man
Watchin' time fly, I love my people, do or die
But I wonder why we scared to let each other fly
June 1-6, '71, the day
Mama
were making strides until
clong came Old Jim Crow
The Reconstruction Era
Was demolished by white fear
Separate; not quite equal
For another hundred years
Yeah, six o'clock in the morning
That's right, we gotta get this darts right
Spray y'all niggas on some marksman shit
Yes, I said, "Look, I got
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