You cannot run, you cannot hide or fly away Escape from yesterday, try to hide when you see me Cannot run from the fury When I repent that I'm the cover of the magazine And even thought I know it's all what I wanted I wish to be beheaded by a guillotine

Wine and bruk out, bruk out girl! All little one, wine! Just one, wine! Only one, wine! Feel the one, wine! Gyal ya body hot I want you twist it and turn it! Feel the one I'm 'bout to fall in love from, one wine! I love the way she looks

Oh yeah, oh yeah All I need from you is all your love All you got to give to me is all your love All I need from you is all your love All you got to give to me is all your love As I walk down the highway all I do is sing this song And a train that's

All I wanna do is go out trappin' with the shooters Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it Sexy little bitch she throwin' titties out the window You from outta town but you know what we get into Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin'

To love you, love you, love you Where'd you go off higher now, baby It's been so long You are my angel Come from way above to bring me love Her eyes, she's on the dark side Neutralize every man in sight To love you Come from way above

But all he ever wanted was her touch But all he ever knew was all that much Of gold like the blue door You lost your way Blew in from the storm He'd been riding for days Came home to find his lover In another man's gaze Now, some kill for whiskey

It almost feels like it was just a dream All these memories of you and me So far from home Brave enough to take this road Out on my own Blown away in the summer breeze It almost feels like we just never were All the time we spent was just a blur

I can see the stars From America So open your eyes and see The way our horizons meet And all of the lights will lead Into the night with me And I know these scars will bleed But both of our hearts believe All of these stars will guide us home

But all he ever wanted was her touch But all he ever knew was all that much Of gold like the blue door You lost your way Blew in from the storm He'd been riding for days Came home to find his lover In another man's gaze Now, some kill for whiskey

I don't drink brass monkey like to be funky Nickname Eazy E your 8 ball junkie Bass drum kicking to show my shit Rap a hole in my dick boy I don't quit Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and brave Rolling