The Lesson: music by Andy Wolf, lyrics by Danny Moffitt and Franky Anderson verse 1 It was a year this day, I thought it would be great, To venture
I shoot the lights out Until it's bright out Oh, just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life? Bitch, I'm a monster, no-good blood
this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through bouncin on my scrap plate yeeea yeeee (Kerry) Im gonna smoke some fuckin blunts, pop the fuckin trunk the neon lights
some things you don?t grow out of I made a name here in this town With my right arm underneath the lights And the trophies take me back to those Friday
s addictive by any man Even the brownish rag it's all the same The Alchemist'll have my ass, strung out On the Indo and Northern Lights no doubt Think
up on this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through bouncin on my scrap plate yeeea yeeee (?) Im gonna smoke some fuckin blunts pop the fuckin trunk, the neon lights
castle for the crib, I spent cheese all on it I'm everywhere them other dudes don't be around At the game, close enough to grab rebounds I'm in town on a Friday
blunt and sparked on the God born day She wanna be a queen but went about all the wrong way She still hangin in bars, being diana ross Friday and saturday
save me Regret would require less arrogance I don't want to spend this Friday night Like I had to spend last Friday night I don't want to spend this Friday
the food they serve ain't tastin' right My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it I'm confessin' one mo' lesson From the South we in the house
suppose to do you either win or go home its non negotiable this was 4 yrs ago but when shorties pass my way they look at me sideways like it was last Friday
I'm in the big black truck with the carolina lights on Or you can hop on the Pulaski Skyway I'm in the strip club almost every Friday Kats is cornballs
' on big things, VH1 First of all I got y'all on Jenny Jones Tour with Marilyn Manson, Billboard Where the credits are rolling at the end and shit Friday
there's a little less sunshine here today. It's dark outside they extinguish your light, the ninjas in the Caddie roll silently out of sight. Got daddy's car on a Friday
Music, I'm 100 proof Got white on white on white, ice on ice on ice And when I'm in the club it look like lights on lights on lights Got campaign goin
., I spit rocks sedated that leave craters Some are less than, some equal, but none greater Duck, you Gunplay, I?m lovin' the Sunrays Used to party Friday
spit rocks sedated that leave craters Some are less than, some equal, but none greater Duck, you gunplay, I'm lovin the sunrays Used to party friday,
And I'm in the big black truck with the Carolina lights on Or you can hop on the Pulaski Skyway I'm in the strip club almost every Friday Kats is cornballs