I've been runnin' shit since I was the age of 12 Since a young nigga, been a hard-headed hot-head Duck feds, lay low, they do what I say so I've been gettin' money since I learned how to walk for real I see the haters throwin' shots, but they they just

A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me As soon as you're born they they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all They They hurt you at home and they

Lower than deep, oh Doing it wrong, oh Anywhere you want Singing along, oh I'm higher than high, oh And singing along, oh Did they they tell you, you should grow up When you wanted to dream. Did they they warn you, better shape up

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they they beautiful?" he said They They been

You know I'll blow your mind, my friend, again And I'm here to show you I ain't never left You know I'll blow your mind, my friend Loaded on that green floating on your genes I'll be that lion to your queen Well I heard they they think they're grimey now,

Dear landlord, please don't put a price on my soul My burden is heavy, dear And my dreams are beyond my control Oh yes, they are But when that steamboat whistle blows Oh, honey I'm gonna give you everything I ever had to give, yeah And I do hope that you

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of, Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams. My heroes have always been cowboys. And they they still are, it seems. I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy, And lovin' the cowboy ways. Pursuin' the life of my

Down down down down It gets me so Tidal waves they they rip right through me Tears from eyes worn cold and sad The drops of rain they they fall all over This awkward silence makes me crazy The glow inside burns light upon her I'll try to kiss you if you let me

Now you only bring me black roses I lay low, lay low, And they they crumble in the dust when they're held. I'm not under your spell, And watch the bridges burn. Under your spell. Now you only bring me black roses. And I'm done try'na be the one, I can see

From three little girls Cause all my world's sad and weary My three little girls When this world got you feelin' low I don't need nowhere else to go Cause I get all the love I need They're in the garden collectin' snails On the bed read fairy tales I get