I go I've been sitting here so long Just remembering that you are gone One more drink of wine and if you're still on my mind One drink just one more
if I stand out in a crowd Just wanna live out loud Well, I know there's got to be A few hundred million more like me Just tryin' to keep it free, yeah
were just playin' So count to ten, do it again (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four) You do anything you like, my friend (Three, two, one, one, one, one
shit I'm makin' one more album and then I quit And only one thing could make me say I'm not And that's one million dollars on the spot Upfront cash,
Cash Alcatraz cats roll out fast Wu thousand nuthin' but hardcore we tryin' to get land riches and more Ghost put me on to it we just do it, floss or
Doogie like that, bubba, one more time And when you shake it, don't fake it, Beezy, blow my mind Do it like that, just like that Do it, do it like that, just
Son said my mother come climb into my lap And I'll chave your little knees while you take a nap And oh but we were silly for half an hour or more
guitar ] I know just as well as coal is black one of these days the mines were strike And I'll sit around starvin' till I'm finally told There's a nickel more
Here lies Les Moore Four slugs from a forty-four No Les, no more Out in Arizona just south of Tucson Where tumbleweeds tumble in search of a home There
I remember hustlin when I was a shorty now or a forty X5 5 of those sit back relax and private show no how it go more money more problem well the problem
you smoke and ride, in the back seat of a cad' Choppin up the paper for my homies do or die Whoa yeah, whoahhah, yeah Can I say it one more time Can
'm just tryin' to stick it to you baby just one night Well I gotta buy somethin' just for you to try somethin' Yeah I'll let you get somethin' just to
he been a thousand one goons at the Rumba Certified clients, drug money and sum'thin up giants Yo, it's the Tarzan cocaine clan in the area Gorillas in Louie hats, the more
on my neck, three blister and on my dick-end Clock tickin', sickin' and stickin' these rhymes inside of a beat When really nobody's listen White trash, Johnny No-Cash
, it just takes a little longer To make it if you're different, I guess But you just sing what's in your heart, God's gonna do the rest Just be what you
more than that I gotta believe in somethin more than this I gotta believe in somethin more than that Like Johnny Cash I'm the man in black [Chorus] [DMC] Yo yo, this one
All my rowdy friends have settled down And it seems to be more in the laid back songs Nobody wants to get drunk and get loud Everybody just wants to go
