I get high cause the lows can be so cold I might bend a little bit but I don't fold One time for my mind and two for yours I got food for your thoughts to sooth your soul Move along, nothing to see I grew up, a fuckin' screw up Tie my shoe up, wish they

It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce One day married, next day free Broken hearts for you and me Down below El Paso lies Juarez Mexico is different, like a travel folder says Cross the Rio Grande and you will find An old adobe house Where you

Can we fight to save our souls? Protect the hive from enemies! March on, worker bees! Know your enemy! Follow the herd mentality! And we'll march... along, with our blindfolds on And we'll ride... the rails, with our pistols drawn Can the Lord... above,

Wanna take a spin? Wanna take a roll? You know you're dealing with a wildcard If you go all in I'll make your troubles fold Might take your diamonds but I'll steal your heart I'm sure you've had a lot of heartaches But now you've stumbled on a winning

I wanna fold clothes for you I wanna make you feel good Baby I wanna do the right thing Feels so much better than the wrong thing I said I wanna fold clothes for you It's the simple things, it's the simple things Niggas from the hood is the best actors

Sometimes life is altered Won't turn out right, can't turn out right Break from the ropes your hands are tied Uneasy with confrontation I know, I know Lived through you Safe with how we lived our lives With how it all turned out (But things are bound to

We have all the time in the world Every step of the way will find us With the cares of the world far behind us Just for love nothing more nothing less only love Time enough for life to unfold All the precious things love has in store We have all the love

The calling wind on my face Waving from the summoning of giants That heals my soul The virile fragrance of alpine tor The blowing breath of this fold That dreams me Pervading every single nook of existence Veidon anatlâ Trireinos koilon monis pantos

Got ya bitch tip-toein' on my marble floors Red bottoms only for the centerfolds Big bodies I got 10 of those Whippin' work it smelling like they dinner rolls So I let the bitch hang out with me right You know word got around I was fucking this nigga

I was goin' through the closet Back in my old home Found my letterman's jacket, so I slipped it on Deep in the pocket, still folded up tight Was the letter you wrote to tell me goodbye The minute I saw it I just had to smile It smelled like old leather,