' As he applied that barn yard remedy He passed his wisdom down to me You don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive I remember my first crush
stared in dismay And old tougher than leather Should've known better But he picked up the rose in his hand And the town's people froze When his hands crushed
you can't go inside Know what you want But you can't go inside GTive me what you wgive to no one I can't go inside Do that dance for no one Song: Cowboy
front lawn were making jokes about the white swan Some nights we just need to get touched and rub up against something plush Some nights it's just a crush
niggas up like licorice You wanna be a big baller, but you travelin' Talk about battlin', nigga stop babblin' Yo, when the first body touches the ground Alot of blood gushes around, my silencer crushes
the glass Crushed like a serpent snake under grass I cyaan believe or understand Why some man approach with white man tradition Talk 'bout dem a Cowboy
fell over on the ground, writhing in pain As Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne But Chuck saw through his clever disguise And he crushed Batman'
believe in nihilism anymore The problem of induction The only English pope American pope 123 American pope 123 Speak like a psycho think like an immigrant Cowboys
fell over on the ground, writhing in pain As Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne But Chuck saw through his clever disguise And he crushed Batman's head
fell over on the ground, Writhing in pain, As Batman changed back, Into Bruce Wayne, But Chuck saw through, His clever disguise, And he crushed Batman
sing (say hey) Boy stop live down inna de past Just member when man a ride 'orse Now yuh dead that mean yuh soul lost Crushed like a serpent snake
Montana plains Old Red was one of the last of his breed And wasn't about to be tamed From Idaho a young cowboy came To ride in the big rodeo The young cowboy
war Or hidden like that Burma Star In my dad's bottom drawer Look at you in your monkey suit Driving south, nothing left to prove You come back here in your cowboy
watch me split, Bang like Bloods and Crips Too legitimate to quit. MC's talk big but sonic waves crack yer helmet. Before long, the chicken heads crush
What to expect? I do not know Will it be the end? Or just a crushing blow? Should I heed the word on the 9th of June? Will the Lord come back? Will it
Montana plains Old Red was one of the last of its kind And wasn't about to be tamed From Idaho, a young cowboy came To ride at the big rodeo The young cowboy
them up and then poured on the salt Bitter and sweet as a death row last meal Nobody haunts me like you Nobody's shattered my pride Like a silver screen cowboy
IN A WORLD FULL OF COWBOYS I NEED TO TAKE A STAND IN A WORLD FULL OF COWBOYS I NEED TO LET 'EM KNOW THEY'RE DEALING WITH A MAN THERE'S A HERD OF CATTLE