Lyrics:
introduce the cash lane
Tell them a story and now your duck has become lame
Tongue is what he says to lay down the facts
Our living is killed off by folsom
write our own story
If only, if only
We'd like to talk
To the ones who pull the strings
We'd like to talk
To the ones in charge of things
We understand
remarkable N Inspired by her story
Came from Clarkton, North Carolina Born in 1924
That's my great nana
Ayy ayy
Moved to jersey In the 40's
Don't know her
a listener for 'em[03:21.37]I write a story, there's always a sequel[03:23.27]I write a third and there's always[03:24.82]Some people pushing me
to live
Ready the night by a playwright
A pale blue theatre stage
A feast of beautiful tragedy, wonderful fantasy
The play is yours to write
Yours
Lines give me what I write in-this song
The book is now open so let the story be told
I enter through your mind and exit the back of your soul
That
Turn the track up a little bit
We need to rock in here
I wanna make you happy
Uh, I’m not at all happy or elated, this category ain’t my
We're all starving artists
In a world by ourselves
We can't afford our food
Only dust on our shelves
We sit and write our songs
We sit and write our
I hope you like this
This a vibe loving life while I write this
Sunbathing by my pool I be quite crisp
I might just fall off in your boo after I write
in the story we write
In the darkness, we find our light
Surrounded by silence, but inside we roar,
In the chaos
in the dreams we hold dear
We're more
He said:
Son my name is Boregard Rippy
I come to you from Tupelo Mississippi
I write songs that'll sing like a bird
I play licks on my guitar
the Mission that you are designing
With the story you write
And the sword by my side
I will give you my name
Take my soul be my guide
There's adventure in
the fields of glory
Time to write our own story
To the
Sky!
I am flying by your side
And I'm not scared to dive
And find the things that I never knew
And yes,
This an American story
A fists up story
An our power story
I've read
I'll write this blues story
I'm talking a high low story
Uptown to down home
stands in rage
They cry dance for me
Give us poetry
She cries in allegories
In stories, fake glory
She writes an ending different from her own
An ending
never too get money so the gyal Dem no want us
But when we get the kpa
Them ah be shaking their buttocks when they pass by
But how you wanna get that when
Together and side by side
Thru stormy days and dark nights
This is our love story
Love for me
Love story
Not no other way
Cause You're my one and my only
sniffin' lines of Bon Iver vinyls
Walk out cookies
And we empty out these dope containers
(Damn) i write my verses while she
Rollin' goldie locks and papers
(Word up, say it to them real-, check this out it's a murda)
I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
You heard of us, official
nigga mind
The man I've become an what do I define
By default i've been livin'
In a steep decline
And the trailer park we up in deep run
We had low funds,
Verse
I try to fall asleep but I keep thinking bout the universe.
I spit the truest verse
Future stuck in full reverse.
Feel like I'm surrounded by
from tellin' all the saddest stories
I've seen in my life, I be fiendin' to write
Songs that raise the hair on my arms
My lowest moments came from
the chains around me
I'm victorious
Write the legends and the stories, oh
Take the pain but not my freedom
Not afraid of what they bring us
Warriors, 'cause I
one big fix
The press can't write the kind of things they write
Which are lies, lies, lies
Stories are fabrications and false
They write lies, they
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