deal Strugglin' and strivin' Farther my purpose to toil harder Tryin' to make good off my honor 'Til a hater really make me a martyr Kiss my, gonna miss my daughters Hope I taught my
scrub cover my trace don't let my b*tch know where i was sticking to the script thought im improvising a bit same as my old G's but i put the Jets in
heart that gives shit, tryin' to play your boy for the her The harder that I run to you, the farther you become It's like my heart was part of some movie
off course Of course that's just how it goes The farther I walk from my house the more my world grows So I froze Thinking bout being four years old I
In my early years I hid my tears And passed my days alone A drift on an ocean of loneliness My dreams like nets were thrown To catch the love that I'
was true Until the distance had shown how the road remains alone Now I'm looking in my life for a truth that is my own Well, I looked into the sky for my
morning for pleasure I spied a young cowboy-a riding along His hat was throw'd back and his spurs were jingling And as he was riding he was singing this song
13, let me take you back farther than that When my uncles was baggin' blocks, used to count the stacks I was only 8, my grand-daddy can vouch for that And my
't my intentions, my intentions was good I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' Suge And that was just out of respect for not runnin' my
, I wasn?t born to roam But it seems like every Christmas time It makes me farther from my home I love singin? my song, but it get?s me down To hang my
is not what life's about But my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth My thoughts were so
your little red shoes away Honey, when you get home? Can you believe that? So I wrote a song called ?Put My Little Red Shoes Away? You know, they?re my
At 6 am, alarm goes off I reach for you no longer lie But don't feel quite as lost Everyday, I drive my truck A little farther into work Before your memory
quite as lost Everyday, I drive my truck a little farther into work before your memory catchs up. The radio on, I'm not afraid I can listen to most any song
again Break my connections When I shake me loose Give my old equipment To the band Let my friend, the Devil Pay the rest of my dues Take me home to
wonder if I'm ready for this So I'll saddle him up and he'll switch his tail And I'll tip my hat and bid farewell And lift my song into the air That
but it seems so hard to win I?m sick of mourning, my stomach is throwing up in the morning I?m calling for help and watching it melt away My heart?s
me, skate across the dance floor as i sing my song for you but if you let go, i want you to know that i'm saving my dance for you and I know I've climbed
