Texty:
Good Old War Stay By My Side

' to find my way back home But the old me's dead and gone Dead and gone I turn my head to the east, I don't see nobody by my side I turn my head to the

Doggy on fire minks gators that's necessary Accessories my closet's pet cemetery I get approached by animal activists I live in a zoo I run scandals with savages All my

his other role Paul is a comedian with a unique point of view and commentary And in this capacity, ladies and gentlemen Please welcome with me to the stage, my good friend My

The graveyard sits by the Prescott mill. Where my old man lost his arm, And for that I was ready to kill. But he just looked tired, And said: "Don

green And all my life I got advice from a superior team I gotta stay away from the cash see Don't get blasted Tell my kids how I lasted My crew's mafiosos

sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at

a piece of my biceps? Now I flex and take them nice and my bets I got to screw my brothers by these snakes o industry And gotta watch my back before you

barrel bust, that warned them, now they surely scared of us Seriously, we party, stay out the streets or face the territory Cowards of the hour, sickened by my

my way back home The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone Oh oh I turn my head to the East I don't see nobody by my side I turn my head to the West