wrong, man, it's too pretty in here Let's say we take it back to the trap one time I went from rolling wit' them rocks on the block To controlling my
some emperor from a far away state Said, "I order you to get that fish's head on my plate" They killed little lady Jane You emperor of a distant land
my team, she could cheerlead.. Shit, I go, Wayne go, Ice on a white T I make a snow angel Y'all niggas squares, but aint got no angle My shit's so tight
frown And that will bring everybody down So don't worry, be happy (now)..... There is this little song I wrote I hope you learn it note for note Like good little
me your hand The sign's clear but not spoken This is a troubled land This is a troubled land Honey I'm well but the world is a little unwell Thank
me my way and I know he real so my grandma say what I feel a sweat from the sun cause I work construction I gotta take care of my son I got one in the
day's been like a dream world, oh, but now you're not just in my head oh, no Will we remember different summers? It's like tossing your heart to see where it lands
They say you never see it coming All the tiny little breaks But somewhere out beyond no reason You keep on giving what it takes I never thought of running
he's throwing stars at the kid I'm jumpin' over my car, yo, tryin' to get to my glove box And Sheik got the door open, gash in my Ceasar My sneakers
-in movie, oh my Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my Strikes morningthe atomic dawn Scramble back to cover Quick, pop your mirrored sunglasses on My little
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my mind Straddled that Greyhound, it rode me past Raleigh And on across Caroline Stopped in Charlotte
pours in I remembered the days when I wasn't afraid of the sunshine But now it beats down on the asphalt land Like a hammering blow from God's left hand What little
an omen, points you where you're goin' Set my compass north, I got winter in my blood Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind They call my home the land
Well, I'm starin' at my Sony, drinkin' Kirun beer I had a nickel in my pocket when it all came clear I hopped into my Honda, it's a little bitty car And
back seat listening to Little Willie John Yea, that's when time stood still You know, I think I'm gonna go down to Madam X And let her read my mind She
I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia California on my mind I stranded that Greyhound And rode in into Raleigh and on across Caroline We stopped in Charlotte
my masterpiece Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola Oh, to be back in the land of Coca-Cola Well, I left Rome, and landed in Brussels On a plane
he wandered very far Very far, over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he And then one day, a magic day He passed my way, and