Lyrics:
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
don't you give your money
To that lying cheating man
Oh now, saturday night in Harlem
Everything's alright
Huh now, shake your thing
Alright.
Hey, hey what do you say?
I come from a place called the U.S. of A.
Ho, ho what do you know?
Hop in my car and let's go.
Well this is
way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin meet him
on my way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin
a back road led by moonlight
I got something to get off my chest
Well, don't wanna waste another breath
The Coors got me feelin' alright
The whiskey
train
Blew through the birdless trees
Oh, you're alone alright
You're alone alright
How did I know
How did I know
Don't go into that barn, yea
I
by people who grow to giants
Every time a couple voices create broken silence
Silence meaning so much noise that you've grown to like it
Black people
was scared, I woke up in 2000
Surrounded by apple bottoms jeans
I'm that kid who liked to play outside
And scrapes his heel fifty eleven times
Pictures
All My Niggas Be Grave Diggers
We Put Bodies In James River
His Body Prolly Found By A Fisher
Hook:
I Got That Drake On Me Now
You Know That Bitch
stomp along, catch a lil' Holy
Ghost, and if you ain't feelin' good God willin, By
The end of this record He gon' change all that, Ayo
Lorenz you
the beast
It's not supposed to be our diet
But everyone out here hunting for meat
That's how Cancer & Diabetes started them riots
We can't even say what
could you not admit it
My flow you vibing with it the paradigm I'm shifting
Shit I'm tryna change the world I'm tired of cotton picking
I know that nigga
ever break
Living in a haze as the world goes by
Daydreams are glazed as the birds sore high
And now I'm sure that I know why
Cotton Town
I'm just
From where they tax hold two thousand dollar reward
Found on the road, dead, pulling cotton from thorns
Scary hour, heretic kicks, canary
Travel Fox,
before
I'm alright
I feel it all
Think that I'd been frozen
Yes, I'm alright
Just complacent
Think that I'd been frozen
Lately, I been feeling
by yourself while fake bitches pop by the bevy
They call me Ohene, cuz I am a king, Like a Ghanaian Chief
The God and the demon of my destiny, its
We could get familiar"
Get that nigga out the bleacher
Come over and let me feel ya
Another shot and some music by Prince
We both was under
noose
Stuffed with cotton and held up by a string
I cut my wrists and it's starting to sting
Unconscious in the bathtub, what a waste
The cold comfort
Alright (Lyrics)
(Written by John Redmon, James Owens)
Performed by John Redmon feat. Da Clay
I don't care if you stay
Care less if you go
I can't
don't play by the rules makin' no sense today
Gotcha on line so you think it's okay
Better built cell block, mos def say
That's where you gonna stay,
Someone who stays high
High
Watching their life go by
By, by
Someone content with riding behind
Ride that
Nigga
They come in all colors
White,
It's very far away
It takes about a half a day to get there
If we travel by my dragonfly
No, it's not in Spain
But all the same, you know it's
It's very far away
It takes about a half a day to get there
If we travel by my dragonfly
No, it's not in Spain
But all the same, you know it's
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