get yourself intact, You gotta love love love love love my baby tonight. Let me tell you baby ?bout the death of rock, I used to be a boy in my home block
have to do Cause I headed West to grow up with the country Across those prairies with those waves of grain And I saw my devil, and I saw my deep blue
fades in the night time. I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right. ...And its hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue. Hey
night diner Only stayed to save a little money for Enough gas to make it to the east coast That?s when I saw the brightest pair of Deep blue eyes walking
thats way more convincing He told me you know, I wouldn't say something that wasn't worth it And I damn sure wouldn't waste my time tellin you something
Shout to Chilly chill, I'm so really real And the streets so deep, you wish that I wasn't but I am cousin God damn he be buzzing Ne weed no liquor, MD offa something
Fiasco:] I tilt mine to the left, it's just the west side of him. Don't ride nothing but know plenty people, peoples that ride something. Decided cousin
vacation. I was just thinking to myself man, you know this Blue carpet treatment record is deep to me. And I need to let my peoples know how deep it
's something hidden in you, And you keep it out of view. You shouldn't feel any guilt, Or have any doubts, You gotta let yourself out whilst there's something
for a deep-six holiday, The stiff is froze, the case is closed on the one that got away Now Jim Crow's directing traffic with them cemetery blues, With
I hate to say it, green shirt, and blue jeans Iced out, on the arm, I'm rollin, sayin you niggas gone [Verse 6] The mind murderer deep game, to talkin
- I just need some time alone To vend my frustrations - So please stay off my phone And don't bother me tonight - I think I wanna go on home And just
that movie (Ha, ha) I be saying something real word up if you ain't get it laugh now (he, he) And then figure it out when you get home Word up, aight
hate to say it, green shirt, and blue jeans Iced out, on the arm, I'm rollin, sayin you niggas gone [Verse 6] The mind murderer deep game, to talkin
The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway He walks through town all alone--"He must be from the fort," he hears the high school girls
Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper Told me that I didn't have the right to bite I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue grouper" Sittin' in