: You got thirty minutes to clear the fuckin' area! Boom bang, shit flew, brains too life removed, leaders unmoved, Provo's prove, once again, the needs
they discover that you're down He said I tried it all when I was young and in my natural prime Now it's old dogs and children and watermelon wine Old dogs
the lonely crying road the last standing light post proud but alone that old rusted street bench from berkeley to chicago i miss our old town cold but
that it could happen I'm just tryin' to maintain because the future is untold Till the static unfolds that the good die young Please, God, let a bad boy die old
take a walk I mow the grass I don't worry 'bout the years that pass My wife is dead I live alone in my little country home I have my memories and dogs
money both ways Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold spades Rolexes, chauffeurs and low fades I keep thinking, how young can you die from old
the kids I'm shavin off my head like fucking Brittney Man dre wont mix my records now I need to talk to jimmy I'm falling back in my old ways I'm riding
nigga, who needs you? Huh, you got your dirty ass feet on my couch And smokin' motherfuckin' weed in my house Is you sick yo? I want you to get him and your dogs
me aka i stay wit me mac 99 not far away my dogs dont even play wit me in my apartment 80 a piece stack a piece 80 g's old skool dope rider front off
too hard, too hard Go hard or go home, back to your residence Soon the red dogs get a block back to the presidents I used to run my old block like Obama
My neightbors car got stole last night right out of his driveway. We heard the dogs barking, we never paid them any mind. And mary says she's gonna lock
This old man and me were at the bar and we Were havin' us some beers and swappin' I don't cares Talkin' politics, blonde and red head chicks Old dogs
he's gone And nothin's gonna bring him back, he's gone Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride Hot as a pistol but cool inside Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a
She reads the leaves and she leads the life That she learned so well from the old wives And it's so strange to arrange it You know I would not change
After a while we took in the clothes Nobody said very much Just some old wild shirts and a couple pairs of pants Which nobody really wanted to touch
fall on me, let it fall on me I am the owl who calls upon the night I am the eyes that abandon the light When no one's there and the dogs bark I'm the
it ev'rywhere Rags, bones and old city songs Hear them, how they talk to me The organ grinder and his monkey Still walkin' the same old beat The shoe
