Way up in the clouds Angels don't fly Big silver birds Re-writing the sky Taxi & take off now I close your eyes Look out of the window Watch the ground
I'm the dealer What you feelin', sure you want some I brought my slums, cats play like rums And money in large sums and navigators and guns Baby mamas
my heart No summer's high, no warm July No harvest moon to light one tender August night No autumn breeze, no falling leaves Not even time for birds
It was 8:49 on a beautiful 9th day of July There was not a cloud to speak of So the orange sun hung lonely in the sky I lay prone in my catboat home Thinking
you a very artistic fable More fun than when you first got cable The moral to be learned from this story to be told Is that everything that glitters ain't always gold On July
Unh, hehe, Master P and Treach, nigga It's all family, baby, get them Naughty boys I got the No Limit Soldiers and when we posse up These niggaz gon'
I'm saying, make sure it's heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird Run, run, run from the ghetto bird Run, run, run from the ghetto bird
it I thought of quitting, baby but my heart just ain't gonna buy it And if I didn't think it was worth one single try I'd jump right on a big bird and
a very interesting fable More fun than when you first got cable The moral to be learned from this story to be told Is that everything that glitters ain't always gold On July
it I thought of quitting, baby, this heart wasn't gonna buy it And if I didn't think it was worth one single try I'd jump right on a big bird and then
No summer's high No warm July No harvest moon to light one tender August night No autumn breeze No falling leaves Not even time for birds to fly to southern
books and shoes They brought the yule tides in July I rode a bus, a train and sometimes Strolling for miles to a movie show Singing a song "Shoobedoo" While birds
it, I thought of quitting, baby But my heart just ain't gonna buy it And if I didn't think it was worth one single try I'd jump right on a big bird and
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird And she warbles as she flies And she never holler cuckoo 'Til the 4th day of July Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds
write this down... sorta take a few notes here... ...to el segundo, huh? ...causing Untold destruction..( my baby, my baby )...wanted for draft evasion
at de gas statium...when y'sent de ol' lady in fo' de inner-tube patchin', 'round de foth o' july. Harry-as-a-boy: Quentin? how could he be so unfaithful
laundry and dishes just ain't worth the fight Headlights are dancing across the living room wall And that lone distant highway just echos the hall Now the babies
