Times were tough back in '35 That?s me and uncle Joe just tryin? to survive A cotton farm in a great depression If it looks like we were scared to death
I won't stop following you Now help me pray for The death of everything new Then we'll fly farther 'Cause you're my girl And that's alright If you sting
s my buttercup Moon in June for you, I'll croon Just like pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog Mean piece of muscle, I'm Melvin Toad I dice with death
mine Feel my heartbeat and for real friend of mine Face to face and eye to eye Usin' our hands to buy and supply Chillin' is cool from January to June
to stay alive, ho" "Smokin that dank to deal with the pain" (My nigga Ray Luv, when'd you get up out the pen, man?) [ Ray Luv ] June 2nd '93 I returned
How could you do it? I couldn't say Years built on sand June until May Second to second Lied even while you held my hand It's death for the living Yes
All skate Now reverse I'm waking from a dream, the neighborhood is green All the sounds I've missed all the years Come down to wedding death and fear
ll slip off a pair of heels Walk barefoot across the field Climb up on a fence just to be near me Sometimes I think that horse still scares her half-to-death
In tune, the final June the oceans overflow Deranged, the deserts range to mankind's final show So soon, the final goon the darkest hole is full
again. Let thy wisdom be thy guide, Let thy will be thy gain. And feed. Gluttonous rapture. The sword so bravely held, Marked with the blood of death
t matter, cause I`m gone handle my own Got them DOWN SOUTH GEORGIA BOYS in case you get wrong It won`t be long `till doctors doing autopsy Cause reason for death
up daily and sleep better nights That's what we all wish for to seek a better life, right? It's unfortunate when tragedy strikes But the truth is, reality bites June
One time for my niggas in the jail cell One time for my niggas doin' life in hell One time for my niggas on Death Row For my niggas on Death Row One
yo yo haha haha Have you ever met a woman who just took your breath? (Yeah uh huh uh huh yeah uh huh) So deep inside her life she contemplated death
Was it summer when the river ran dry Or was it just another dam When the evil of a snowflake in June Could still be a source of relief Oh, how I love
tired But I can't come home 'til the last shot's fired In June of 1944 I waited in the blood of Omaha's shores Twenty-one and scared to death My heart
to come home and tell me I'll be fine She's always eating Captain Crunch She sings a lot of Ben Folds Five She's scared to death of cobra snakes Just