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JOHN MICHAEL MONTGOMERY lyrics - Letters From Home

Look At Me Now

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Tennis ball and a catcher's mitt I remember that boy throwing it High up in the air then catching it While the oak tree leaves cheered Oh,look at me now All grown up looking back again Sitting here wondering where the time all went What do I know now that I didn't know then Not much Oh, look at me know, On the fifty-first floor looking down on it all With my name on the door and degree on the wall Yeah, Look at me now [Chorus] I did everything right, but I got it all wrong Heaven please forgive me for taking so long You see, all that I've done it doesn't matter at all It's what I leave here when I'm gone Oh, look at me now Where is that young boy I used to be Who was never afraid of anything Now I'm watching that clock catch up with me And it's frightening [Chorus] Oh, Look at me now All grown up looking back again Sitting here wondering where the time all went What do I know now that I didn't know then Tennis ball and a catcher's mitt I remember that boy throwing it High up in the air then catching it While the oak trees cheered [Chorus]

First Girl I Loved

JACKSON BROWNE
(Robin Williamson) [From the album 'Rubaiyat: Elektra's 40th Anniversary'] First girl I loved- Time has come I will sing the sad goodbye song When I was seventeen, I used to know you And I haven't seen you now in so many years And the last time I saw you You said you joined the Church of Jesus But me I remember your long red hair Falling in our faces as I kissed you I just want you to know I just had to go I just want you to know I just had to grow And you're probably married now With a house and car and all And you turned into a grown-up female stranger If I was lyin' by you now, I wouldn't be here at all Well we parted so hard Me rushing 'round New York with a guitar Making love to people I didn't even like to see And I still sometimes think of you As I lay here in the six at morning And in the lonely midnight I've got to hold your face before me I just want you to know I just had to go I just want you to know I just had to grow And you're probably married now With kids and all And you turned into a grown-up female stranger If I was lyin' by you now, I'd just have to fall And I never slept with you Though we must have made love a thousand times 'Cause we were just young Didn't have no place to go I just want you to know I just had to go I just want you to know I just had to grow So its goodbye First Love And I hope you're fine I have a sweet woman Maybe someday she'll have babies by me (She pretty) She's a true friend of mine

U Don't Know (Remix)

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse"
(feat. M.O.P.) [Lil Fame] Time to duck, fire Duck, fire, duck, fire Duck, fire, duck, FIYAAAAAAAHHH! (U Don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing) It's the MOP (Yes) 1, 1, 2, 3, 3 And motherfucker we comin, 100 miles and gunnin I'm still runnin with cash that's robbed From the era of exhale 80's and hats back stomp (SAME GAME!) operation for this industry lockdown We still tote hammers that go BLOCKOWWWW Run up if you wanna, believe me dog These hammers with they owners, fuck ya G up Have ya with blue 'jamas in a coma, and Ya family now moan, look, 70 pounds gone A little fuck, scribbled up with a hospital down on (WE HOLDIN IT DOWN HOLMES!)keep pushin weak frail bastards To get over, we prowl with slimmer re-shelled tactics Jiminy frail bastards, your tracks need tune-ups No limit, what the fuck, recordin for nig' junior (The game aint changed)it just got harder Plus we sponsored by laz' Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter Brownsville(yep), we stomp in this bitch all day Rock with my cock out, face the crowd and piss off stage [Billy Danze] Uh, Uh, Uh, I'm from the G side of thangs Where we ride and bang, where the heat died of flame That's how we got the name(WARRIORS!) And better than ya bank, and someone should be tellin 'em The veterans have came, and we're better in the game (YOU BETTER MAKE IT RAIN!) '27 grams' my man It's better than cocaine, now everything will change In this family we'll rule the world And you haters can eat a dick up till you hiccup and erm A decade on the grind, nigga I paid mine So it's my time to shine and for you can ride the pine I wont sit back and rap like these dumb ass kids I been around, I put it down, I aint these young ass kids (MOP!) The OG's repped and survived around this motherfucka (FIRST FAMILY!) We kept it live around this motherucka When it's crunch time, we do it our wizzay For shizzle my nigga, learn to grip pistols and BK [Jay-Z] WHOOOOOOO!!!!!! Turn my music high, high, high, high-er Mo' fire, mo' problems, more Roc-a-wear attire Mo' money, mo' murder now that M.O.P.'s hired Mo' murder for the ROC empire, ya'll wont surface Ya'll nervous knowin them guns on full service, ready to fire One body, two body, three body, four Young sittin on paper, I'm above the law Young shittin on haters, I aint fuckin with ya'll For my Brownsville neighbors, How About Some Hardcore And it just get worser, every time I write my signature in cursive Just add another million to these verses One million, two million, three million, four And the money's really worthless, I'm pissing you off on purpose My nephew's situated, and my mama's straight So I'm ready for whatever drama should come our way And you fuckers rappin to me, so your drama is fake Ya'll niggas is noodles, I got more fetti to bake Let's get it!

Hour Glass

ELTON JOHN
I'm just sitting counting all the cobwebs And wondering just when you'll come along You said that you'd be here an hour ago But an hour ago is hours ago from then No, and I don't know what to do I'm drawing crazy patterns on my shoe And the sand in the hour glass slips on by Light another cigarette, watch the burning glow Catching spiders in my hand, and then I let them go Imagine pictures on the wall, watch the insects where they crawl They don't care about you and I've nothing to do Maybe the bus didn't get there on time Maybe the train doesn't run on that line for some reason And she might not come Because she doesn't want to see you again No no no, that can't be true And I've got nothing to do

When You're Not Around

JOE JACKSON "Laughter & Lust"
You come into my life And then you go away You make me feel like a fool For wanting you to stay But I'm a busy guy A lot of things to do But there's a reason why Some of them just seem to lose their flavor I feel like death warmed up I can't taste the coffee in my cup I feel so low I'm underground Every time you're not around And if I didn't feel so high And if I didn't feel so proud Then I wouldn't cry I wouldn't feel so down When you're not around You come and fill me up With ecstasy and pain And then I run on empty 'Til I see you again But I've got things to do And places I can go I guess I can't blame you If some of them just seem to feel like nowhere No, I don't feel so great I can't taste the sandwich on my plate I try to sing but there's no sound Every time you're not around And if I didn't feel so high And if I didn't feel so proud Then I wouldn't cry I wouldn't feel so down When you're not around

Keep It Street

THE JACKA
[The Jacka:] Kush n shit Berner Yung berner n da jack MAN ya know we fuckin with it man [Berner:] I hop out ma whip fit lookin amazin I'm fly notta pimp but the bitches keep payin I'm sayin 456 what weight in Play in the dope game and pray I don't stay in Fed time state pin time just wasted I've seen too much and I can't take it I'm caking, Stack a hunid g's in a week tho When we smoke it's perchake higher than diesel It's lethal, young make you cough up lung Ina s-5 hun with the windows up Chops ROLLED honey hash stuck to the bag I've gram hash plate instead of a zag I'm high so high, too high to relax Me and jack don't play got the whole place tact I'm smoked out, and I'm losing my mind I get my money don't play boy I'm glued to the grind [Chorus] We was blessed with the recipe RidIN round with a tech on me I lid da life that you'll neva see I wonder if they gon remember me [x2] Cause I all ever did was keep it street [The Jacka:] I'm in sum shit I'll never get chalked I got the smith grey and black, With 18 like moss Allah changed me If you can't then forgive me for being lost Cause see this is just a matter of time, shit I got the bay locked like solitary confinement You can never get away of me life with a convict In the kitchen twistin coke to crack where most of my time spent Or smokin behind tint, disguised from the sirens Murder then remain in silence Sleep where my nine is Could have been a king But do my thing in the crime biz You been to jail before but you don't know what real time is Kush and sour deez got me outa my mind bitch I'm purped out hada nuffa this same shit [Chorus] [Equipto:] I'm on the grind daily trafficking through I-80 I'm just a player these hoes all try to dry crazy Pay me no attention unless you gotta choosin fee But keep in mind there's only so much you could do for me Baby posing beautifullly while she pay me every night I hit the weed and break the sweat up off the cherry pie Making this change up out the way but still we stayin the same Ya'll playin while I be spending everyday in the game Homie we so real, I blow kill and pop no pills Cut no deals but still knock these hoes off they heels For real time is money down to seconds and minutes My hoes she on the blaze as soon as this record is finished I ain't stressing my bithces or exposin my business I'm just focused on riches and keep on spittin my ism's I don't be hanging we trickin dis what it's really like Quipto I'm officially in the city life [Chorus]

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