and stop drinkin But I been thinkin I got my reasons Just to get (by), just to get (by) Just to get (by), just to get (by) [background singers repeat
don't want no witness shit, we squeeze hammers, man Bullets breeze by you, like Louisiana, man But I gotta feed Tianna, man So I move keys, you can call me the Piano
the first degree I hollered Lowdy Lowdy have a mercy on me Judge he smiled as he picked up his ben Ninety-nine years in that old San Quentin pen Ninety-nine
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife But I've been a working man dang near all of my life I'll keep on workin' long as my two hands
Nine years old and climbing out the house Through a song played on piano By my neighbors Les and Ray I put my head up against the wall To be closer to
ry word's the Gospel truth Got witnesses ta prove it, too, 'Cause we all toured with a fella by the name a' Milton Now Milton was o-fficial tour director, Electrical piano
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
HORTON continues his clover search. GERTRUDE finally exits in defeat. Time jumps to much later in his search.) HORTON Two million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine
red or the blue? While as the L.A. zoo it's round two I ignite grab the mic tight strike like a rattle Bring the rhymes and nines to the motherfuckin
s all mind The whole three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine in the pocket Burstin' in the air are rockets creatin' lots of Lyte, get it? How many different ways can I say it? Piano
Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9":] Crooked! [Crooked I:] Piano face Audemars, you haters know the time Drug abusin fourth-grader, I mean a loaded nine Hits in