For every problem life shames, a faithful friend to share for every side a sweet song and an answer for each prayer. You and I have been friends for a long time
Big grip, get flipped Hand over fist, that´s quick Snake oil salesman with the pitch That´s slick Ain´t no tellin´ when it end No matter the spend, I know when I got a hit That´s it, that shit get sent over the fence I´m home, another run on the road, look how I slid I remember the cold and shruggin´ ´til I was sore inside the crib
I don´t know what it is I remember the ghost inside the crib Hosin´ down the problem with gin and tonic How to stay afloat in a bottomless pit The trick is to stop fallin´ Only option to start with a step, bet
Son of father and death Big mama with the vision of sorrow, now I know why they wept I watched it brew into a quarrel I know just what to bet Now we halvin´ like Dewey Cox out in the shed I had the unify all the plurals in Paris I promise you truly don´t want no parts of this shit A couple side-splitters got me outta some jams I had to style a little so the killers could laugh
Big grip, get flipped Hand over fist, that´s quick Snake oil salesman with the pitch Ain´t no tellin´ when it end No matter the spend, I know when I got a hit
That´s it, that shit get sent over the fence I´m home, another run on the road, look how I slid I remember the cold and shruggin´ ´til I was sore inside the crib Now I know what it is
I remember Y´know everybody has their different uh ways and what they use ´em for But we´ll let them explain that to you
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