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SHOOTER JENNINGS lyrics - Electric Rodeo

Alligator Chomp (The Ballad Of Dr. Martin Luther Frog Jr.)

Original and similar lyrics
A long time ago in a swamp far, far away... Where Louisiana meets Texas and the snakes fall off the tree The critters are gettin' restless, gettin' greedy and mean The frogs all hate the toads, crocks all hate the gators Ain't nobody gettin' along, they ain't teams, man, they just players (Oh no) They all hatin' They don't know They all gonna get it! (Oh no) They all hatin' They all green, they don't see They all gonna get it! Trees fell in the river, cuttin' off the water to the swamp But the critters didn't feel the tremor, chasin' tails around the stump Birds flyin' by could spot it from the sky but only one froggy knew That a gator with them big ol' teeth could chew down trees like a piece of meat But the frog stood on up and used a little froggy voice Y'all don't see we gotta get it together, right now we gotta make a choice! Before the frog got his next word out all anybody saw was a gator mouth Swallowin' the froggy whole, while the toads and the crocks all cheered about (Oh no) They all hatin' Swamps dryin' out, they don't know They all gonna get it! (Oh no) They all hatin' They don't see They all gonna get it!

Other Side

CROSS CANADIAN RAGWEED "Purple"
Gettin' tired of looking over my shoulder Tired of walkin' around alone Gettin' used to myself gettin' older But not accustomed to getting' spit on I've been takin' too much lately And myself not takin' my share So watch out steppin' stone walkin' over me People I've had it up to here Spent my whole life lookin' back Not lookin' ahead to see Trying to keep my feet on track Doin' what was expected of me Kick my shoes off so they can't trace me Leave no forwarding address Before they all drive me crazy And I leave 'em all in a bloody mess Chorus: I've gotta ride Fly high Everybody gonna eat my dust I gotta move so I won't rust Got me a one way ticket to the other side And I gotta ride Maybe folks will think I'm dead Maybe even change my name Maybe they'll forget about me Forget that I ever came I'll come back one day just watch me Back when I think I deserve You know they're all gonna drive me Yeah they're gonna drive me to a ball of nerves (Repeat Chorus) (Repeat Chorus)

Fun

Ian Hunter "All of the Good Ones Are Taken"
(Ian Hunter/Mark Clarke/Hilly Michaels) I got a shower curtain stickin' to my back And the o'd' cologne sure packs a whack I got blood on my razor - my face is in shock 'N' my hair hangin' down like a Rastaman's locks I think I'm ready - I'm gettin' ready Gettin' ready Teddy - we're all gonna have fun I gotta rock 'n' roll - rocket says you gotta go fast 'N' the radio's blarin' out a blast from the past Lucille's in the back screamin' gimme a break Your momma didn't tell you - that's the chance you take It's oh so sad When this love is all that we have To swallow a lifetime away With so many hours in each day But calm your foolish heart Our girlfriend's can't keep us apart I'm with you every step of the way Baby - what more can I say The only problem is I wanna party - get down - boogie - have a great time Well its 36.50 for a room with a view O' the empire state 'n' the pizza place, too Lucille's got my body in a total eclipse She's all lips 'n' hips - you know - one o' those trips We're gettin' ready - she's gettin' ready Gettin' ready Teddy - we're all gonna have fun

Some How Some Way

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse"
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Scarface) [Chorus] (Please believe that) Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some way we gotta make it up out this life [Jay-Z] Weather we dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker I don't always want to be this drug dealing Motherfucker damn Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet ride Through the sky I Use to play the hall up fifth floor me and my boys we All poor getting high I seen the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing I received I'm from the dirt I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand and Still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through And touch my soul take hold of my hand Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn [Chorus] Some how some way I gotta make it up out the hood someday Some how some way I gotta make it up out this life Some way I gotta make it up out this hood someday [Beanie Sigel] [Talking:] To old Nell, Sigel street I ain't forget you Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light things up All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light mean up Then they wonder why we light green up Back to back steamers trying to relax but I can't I lean up ain't the L or the refer that steam up It's my head stress to the point I get a fever Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed'em For the rest of their life fucking wings fried Vegetable rice(gotta be kidding) No breakfast Cap'n Crunch at night Our kids eating lunch at night In their beds all bunched in tight No less than three or four(you know how it go) Two by the foot two by the headboard Man I'm getting scared for them (Yeah I know) Thats how I feel for them And we gotta grip the shorties on the block All they do is smoke weed and drink forties Cop their quarties Enough to get the latest ROC, newest glock, and old Jordies [Chorus] Some how some way We gonna make it up out the hood someday Some how some way We gonna make it up out this life Some how some way We gonna make it up out the hood one day Some way we gonna make it up out this life [Scarface] Right here another lil' story bout this click I claimed Another chapter based on how I get that game Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Nigga all got guns Over here we got this poor () get that there We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that there Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps Working inside a slump house starving to death Serving these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and Zippers agents snapping your picture neighbors Plotting to get ya Situations is critic I was out here to get it Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it And holding back all the mothers for a minute Pumping hard dog Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog Love being willied and your creek gonna rise I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise (Some how some way) (Some how some way) I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise [Chorus] Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some way we gotta make it up out this life [Whistling]

The Time Is Now

JOHN CENA "You Can't See Me"
[Chorus: John Cena] Your time is up, my time is now You can't see me, my time is now It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin' now You can't see me, my time is now! [John Cena] In case you forgot or fell off I'm still hot - knock your shell off My money stack fat plus I can't turn the swell off The franchise, doin' big bid'ness, I live this It's automatic I win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished A soldier, and I stay under you fightin' Plus I'm stormin' on you chumps like I'm thunder and lightning Ain't no way you breakin' me kid, I'm harder than nails Plus I keep it on lock, like I'm part of the jail I'm slaughtering stale, competition, I got the whole block wishing they could run with my division but they gone fishing - - with no bait, kid your boy hold weight I got my soul straight, I brush your mouth like Colgate In any weather I'm never better your boy's so hot you'll never catch me in the next man's sweater If they hate, let 'em hate, I drop ya whole clan Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc] Yeah, uh It's gonna be what it's gonna be Five pounds of courage buddy, bass tint pants with a gold T Uh - it's a war dance and victory step A raw stance is a gift, when you insist it's my rep John Cena, Trademarc, you all are so-so And talk about the bread you make but don't know the recipe for dough though Aimin' guns in all your photos, that's a no-no When this pop, you'll liplock, your big talk's a blatant no-show See what happens when the ice age melt You see monetary status is not what matters, but it helps I rock a timepiece by Benny if any The same reason y'all could love me is the same reason y'all condemn me A man's measured by the way that he thinks Not clothing lines, ice links, leather and minks I spent 20 plus years seekin' knowledge of self So for now Marc Predka's livin' life for wealth [Chorus 2x]

The World Is Yours

DONELL JONES "Lyrics"
Get out the way D Jones coming Yeah the one that your girl loving You wanna hate but you gotta love him Plus hate will get you know where homie Still a lot of y’all don’t know me Highly underrated but I get money I don’t front like I’m a superstar Cause ain’t no Maybach parked in my garage But I’m the kinda guy that’ll get the girls hot Got the universal key to the g spot It’s D's season I’ma give you the reasons why I think The world is mine [Hook] The world is yours It’s yours It’s yours It’s yours And everything in it The world is yours It’s yours It’s yours It’s yours Flip page gotta keep it coming D Jones I’m the one and only Gotta bring back the break beats I loved it When hip hop and R&B became first cousins Check your boy’s status sure I got flow You can throw the hate out the window 96 brought you all players in the hood And a lot of you’all still ain’t up to no good But I’m here to hit the kitty get the girls hot Got the universal key to the g spot It’s D's season I’ma give you the reasons Why I think the world is mine [Hook] The world it yours It’s yours It’s yours It’s yours Said the world yea The world is mine The world it yours It’s yours It’s yours It’s yours Reason number 1 I don’t get frustrated I know I’m the best and the fans appreciate it 2 I treat the music like chess I’m her soul mate cause I keep her in check 3 nobody could do it like D A lot of cats out there is carbon copies 4 about to hurt the game once more As I kick in the door waving the four four 5 don’t forget 6 7 8 About to take it to a level that these cats can’t reach 9 your boy D untouchable The world black and white about to make it all colorful 10 if y'all scared call the cops Cause Mr. underrated about to take it to the top man It’s D's season I done gave all the reasons Why I know the world is mine, yea [Hook] The world it yours It’s yours It’s yours It’s yours Said the world is mine The world it yours It’s yours It’s yours It’s yours

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