you've had enough of these useless sunsets [Chorus] This could be a movie and this could be our final line We don't need these happy endings This could be a
That you've had enough of these useless sunsets [Chorus] This could be a movie and this could be our final line We don't need these happy endings This could be a
you've had enough of these useless sunsets [Chorus] This could be a movie And this could be our final act We don't need these happy endings This could be a
And a chariot that stood Parked across from a building Advertising brotherhood I ran right through the front door Like a hobo sailor does But it was just a funeral
a friend, she showed me that I wasn't by myself And I been broke, Keith blessed me with paper to go get fed A hot meal and a bag of weed, plus some liquor
Hector's blood lies on the battlefield His body lies on the battlefield His body's mangled wounds, The gods who once protected him are now his gods of doom, Like a
my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I couldn't even bring myself to go to his funeral
pool I had a birthday party for mama last night In her ninety and a half foot triple-wide You ain't seen nothin' if you ain't seen NASCAR on a sixty
] Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second [Lil' Boosie:] Red Bandana, Red Lexus Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy Top notch whip on
funeral home what's goin on 4 nights and a rainy day to the cemetery found I'd be home Come close to a call for mama she sees her baby buried All she'
fire power it's a slaughter We bust caps on your awake at the funeral parlour You get the short end of the stick Rollin with a click and the way we role
, I went, but she had a friend Who knocked me out an' robbed my boots an' was I on the street again Well I arrived upon a house with a U.S. flag upon
and drank them dry. Beer and tequila. I've always been a thrill seeker. But thrills are a dime a dozen these days. And I found a dime in the gutter today
daddy drives an old gas guzzla fuck watchin roaches tryina climb out my bath tub I was a hard head tryina be a drug lord slow my roll nah homie what the fuck for
'm kinda gunnin' High powered on my way to the west side To check upon on some chickens, it's a hell of a drive, so drive on As I hit my dodo stick to
Original lyrics Prelude I) hector storms the wall See my chariot run to your ships I'll drive you back to the sea You came her for gold the wall will
