Dead breath from T.V. sets fill the empty houses With a dead white light, it's no surprise Dead checks, dead sex Dead cigarettes flood the ambulance
white Dead breath from TV sets fill the empty houses with a dead white light It's no surprise Dead checks, dead sex, Dead cigarettes flood the ambulance
Translation: Thursday. Dead Songs.
and white Dead breath from TV sets fill the empty houses with a dead white light It's no surprise Dead checks, dead sex, Dead cigarettes flood the ambulance
Them Space jams thats Tuesday That Spike Lee's on Wednesday 23 in my Benz eh You know I love them 6?s especially on my bitches 13?s and them spandex on Thursday
that from old me My life is real even when I'm in the movies I'm on the ave, I'm in the cave I buried my Grandmother on Thursday, two weeks ago My life
the streets of Atlanta, GA Where we party all night til the mornin break Visioni??s on Sunday Magic City Monday Two dolla Tuesday Yeah you know Shawty comin Bodytap Wednesday Pier on Thursday
, make room E and Short be on fire Everything we do is fire This song is on fire, yo Bitch, that's my favorite word I cashed a million dollar check on Thursday
's friendly But nobody's friends Oh, dear God when will I Be where I should be? And when the palmist said "One Thursday you will be dead" I said, "No
you won't let go of old ideals There is no headline to read at night When the record skips, and you're not holding the needle CHORUS 1: We all sing the songs
to jail, Curtis put me in jail It's crazy, how I gotta report to probation next Thursday I ain't supposed to report for three weeks I gotta go Thursday
me My life is real even when I'm in the movies I'm on the ave, I'm in the cave I buried my Grandmother on Thursday, two weeks ago My life is real, as
before i found that song now everything's alright you can't blame me for giving up so fast new lies won't stop the crowd it's just another thursday night
take over breaks and chop loops Glorifyin, one-eighty hat cats can rock in my troops Wisdom like a tooth, mock new shits I knock loose Datin game Thursday
high school I was fourteen had blunts from alabama believe it I had such a bangin war all about santa fightin with the essays on every other thursday
everybody's friendly But nobody's friends Oh dear God, when will I be where I should be And when the palmist said "One Thursday you will be dead" I said
That Spike Lee's on Wednesday 23 in my Benz eh You know I love them 6?s especially on my bitches 13?s and them spandex on Thursday, it's your birthday
