What did you learn in school today. Did you learn to run when the teachers pray. Did they teach you enough to know the state you're in. Not enough to get out, not enough to win.
All the rain came down. On a cold new town. As it carried you away. From your father's hand. That always seemed like a fist. Reaching out to make you pay.
We're at war?All the papers say. We will win?I read today. We are strong?It wasn't us. We are right?Who started this. Leave your work?I just left school.
I walked 47 miles of barbed wire,. Used a cobra snake for a neck tie.. Got a brand new house on the roadside,. Made out of rattlesnake hide.. I got a brand new chimney made on top,.
I could be the driver an articulated lorry. I could be a poet I wouldn't need to worry. I could be a teacher in a classroom full of scholars. I could be the sergeant in a squadron full of wallahs.
Way over yonder. Is a place that I know. Where I can find shelter. From a hunger and a cold. And the sweet tastin' good life. Is so easily found. A way over yonder, that's where I'm bound.
Well, things have been goin' wrong long enough to know when everything's just right. I've been walking in the dark long enough to know when I've finally seen the light.
Put on my blue suede shoes. And I boarded the plane. Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues. In the middle of the pouring rain. W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me.
It feels like only yesterday. That you was lying here with me. I still hear you say, ooh yeah. I love the way you say, ooh yeah. But now it's just a memory.
What if I never met you last May. What if I did, what if I didn't. What if we never got drunk that day. Talking 'bout shit, I'll never forget. . Yeah, those jeans you were wearing.
I met this cat, and he said "Son, I've got nine lives and you've got one. So make the best of this you can,. 'Cause nothing goes according to plan.". .
The missionary's on the way home. Pistol grey, heart and lungs. Press to hard, don't give a fuck. To keep them white, sweet forgiveness. There's been no soldiers.
Leaves too young to fall. Wonder if they've heard it all. Hoping just to breeze through. . Panes we raised too low. Sometimes it would get so cold. Wake me like you used to.
[Talking]. Nigga want to hustle. Nigga want to sell dope where we grow up nigga. Ride with me and learn something nigga. If not - stay away my playground nigga.
Mista Dopeman. Mista Dopeman. . When ever you short, and times get hard. Plant some indo seeds and watch 'em sprout in yo yard. And if dope money ain't good, well how come it spends.
(All gravy nigga, fuck). Fuck them niggas cause they bitch made anyway. Can't come in tha hood, I hope he got an A-K. He crossed tha line, nigga dropped a dime.
Verse 1. . Mack 10 nutty as they come. leave 'em face down. and numb from the waist down. It's a Sunday a gun day. rollin' down a one way. in my 'lac front and back.
[Mack 10]. Microphone check i.o. from the west coast beller and tella. I cuss like a sella when you see her she's a gonna. Moved to California blew the bitch up put the gangsta twist on.
On a high speed chase they recognize my plates. Wanted for a 187 in three states. Got my glock cock, mind is ill mental. Blastin' at one time through my back window, shit.
We got bitches on the left, niggas on the right. Bitches wanna fuck, niggas wanna fight. Do what you gotta do, nigga keep it tight. But make 'em understand it's W/S foe life.