' no TV It was so dog-goned hot I had to wet the bed in the summer just to keep cool. Yeah, many's a night I'd lay awake A-waitin' for a distant station
don't wanna stand here All night in this bar ( dear lord ) I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar ( no shit ) I don't wanna stand here All night
can only smoke in your apartment Under a blanket, with all the lights out? Is that the rule now, huh? The cops are outside, "We know you have the cigarettes Come out
've been trackin' I've been runnin' since I was three Born in Louisiana Swamp Moved with the pack to Tennessee Raised by black and white dogs To some country
it is every time I take a trip It's always raining somewhere down the line This particular night was in Prestonsburg, Kentucky I stopped to give a country
ya man to a hater YoU can put me in a dog-pannel or ya stash box Put me in ya night' tims a read box If you caught three and a halve you hustlin backwards
on a three-way Dominican hoes on B-way, country hoes in V-A And they all say the same about my game it's tight That's why every night a different group
both lovely and guiltfree, put out his eyes, then cut his nose off, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, scoop out Rain, put a string where his
lovely and guiltfree, put out his eyes, then cut his nose off, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, scoop out his brain, put a string where his
Black [Young Jeezy:] (Yeaaahhh) Them other niggas is weenies What you spent on your crib I spent it all on a GT [Yukmouth:] (HA HA) In one night two bitches, three
All night in this bar (Dear Lord) I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar (No shit!) I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar! By two
And now, here he is, the star of our show, Dick Clark." "Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country." - JOHN F. KENNEDY
Come all you gallant poachers that ramble void of care That walk out on a moonlight night with your dog, your gun, your snare The hare and lofty pheasant