by McKinley Morganfield
Well, I woke up this morning; I best get rolling on.
Well, come here baby, sit down on daddy’s knee.
Well, come here baby, sit down on daddy’s knee.
I want to tell you about the way they treated me.
Well, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long.
Well, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long.
When I woke up this morning, all I had was gone.
I made my decision to let nothing undone to escape out of this hell. After several trials I reached the top of the volcano one day, living my people and some slaughtered creatures behind. It took me 2 months until my float ran ashere at a stony coast. I had returned to civilisation. Cities were…
For idiots life Seems to be a game A constant hunt For grace and fame I hear them laugh And I think to myself My life was meant For something else My throne is made of heresy I detest your faith My mind is filled with contempt And burning hate I am an uncrowned king…
This ones for them boys with the drugs in they house This ones for them boys with the slugs in they mouth This ones for them boys with the taps on they phone They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin caps with the chrome This one’s for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This one’s…
(Door Cracks Open) Hey wut dat is? You Hey you hear dat shit. Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd’s? YES, NO NO NO NO So wut is that? Saaalllsaaa Madenga Fuckin Latin (Trick in the background) Ohhh Madenngee So no trick…
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THE BIRD Writers Hal Coleman, Barry Etrics Well my throat was dry and I was getting
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