I?m gonna tell you a story that?s all about This job I had one time as a talent scout I had a hard day at the office and the boss wasn?t in town The
'm gone I ain't never gots to worry about the aim Infrared to your head will make sure I hit him in the brain Fly one more time for good luck For what
that ain't so secret It's mandatory, see that pussy, they hand it to me I got no game, it's just some bitches understand my story There ain't no drama
shades, let me blaze on this indo My situation getting sticky, life is green I mean I'm 19 and my momma is a dope fiend And I think about all the hard
casket, crew cut faggot Now he ain't nothin but food for the maggots Lunch, punch, Hawaiin lyin Niggas ain't buyin ya story bore me Taerin up shit with
star, e'rybody shine Follow your heart and not mankind For real, for real, I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine Said everybody shine, c'mon" It's not luck
you drop My comrads and criminals through hard time I ride for y'all niggas, pop goes my nine I do the crime, the point is mine Look around the clockwork, it ain't hard
Kansas In a casket, crew cut fagot Now he ain't nothin' but food for the maggots Lunch, punch, Hawaiin lyin' Niggas ain't buyin', ya story bore me Tearin
dark little rooms And sleep in late afternoons Those moments descend on my windowpane I've hung around here too long Listenin' to the old landlady's hard-luck stories
Good sister, won't you let me in? I'm in need of some warmth and shelter It's a hard luck story, don't know where to begin I've been riding on life's
[EDI Mean] (talking) Black Rain, there's no chance to escape it You know it seem like sometimes, there's nothin but bad luck? It just won't go right,
t seem like much was happenin' So I turned it off and went to grab another beer Seems like every time you turn around There's another hard-luck story
low Bye bye blackbird Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is he Bye bye blackbird No one here can love or understand me Oh, what hard luck stories
when the dust bowl dried And the woods in Alabama didn't see no light My Daddy played poker by a hard wood fire Squeezing all his luck from a hot copper
Sometimes I'm fightin' with myself And take it everywhere I go Nothin' really matters much Gets harder not to show There is no use in complainin' When
barrel And the hard taste of pennies A God in his folly Stands as proud as you please The lungs won?t full, the heart won?t start Bad luck child of
Pullin' away, he's pullin' away Now his wagons are loaded He's pullin' away Hard luck is the fortune of all woman kind They're always controlled, they
Look what I got for Valentine's Day: Lady Luck came along, took my dreams away, And the tears hurt more than a broken nose - I bled from the thorns of