me depressed Who decided that we have to live like this? Together all alone Well, don't look so surprised, mister You were the one who cast the first stone
tryna find out. Sippin' on a ice tea. Think ya need a timeout. Homey, so stay still. I'm bout to roll baby chillay chill. Finish the fries and yes the fries finished. Surprised
come comin down the 'vard actin hard, not fraud comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe comin through the boulevard can't rock 'n roll
brother with his bike And he's got Guthrie running in his bones He's the hobo kid who's left his home And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones
And now I'm so damn confused Cause even though I paid my dues Ain't no matter what I do I'm gonna lose Cause you stone me, stone me, stone me And now
us Let it come as no surprise I stare into the face of death 'cause at the end of their time, everybody dies [b-real] In the stone garden, we keep all
chest out, like air yourself out (poof) Leave ya shiverin, left out in the cold, no clothes, no support, no soul Face me, I make the sky roll back like
behind the life that we'd begun I split myself in two Proud and alone, cold as a stone Rolling down that hill into the night I could see the surprise
go out, I'm becoming a grouch I just watch the TV and I drink on the couch But if love comes again, I'll be really surprised I'll grab it real fast
Busta I got you Aiyo we do great study on fossils and stones like archaeologists Gemologists, collect the most priceless ices anonymous Canary stones yellow like a pumpkin Dunkin' Donut precious size stones
A revelation how becoming to see it, to see it Made me wanna cower down So roll away, roll away from the hurt inside It comes as no surprise That I do
couple sweets rolled at home With another O in a ziploc O in a Ziploc They see the pockets on swoll How the lights hit the stones on the wrist watch Stones
blinded me Until your love broke through All my life I've been searching for that crazy missing part And with one touch, you just rolled away The stone
could have called me early 'Cause I got a big bop, I'm wanted by the block I take a ruff-neck, chicken make stop in stone top 'Cause I roll with the
am I gonna keep on searchin' till my dying day Still searching, still searching still lookin' all alone Till I find myself a home Still searching, still searching just like a rolling stone
new disc By the Evelyn sisters? Seamlessly floating with grace Between eras and genres They sing timeless new songs Rife with double-entendres As featured in Rolling Stone
Like open the blues up And let some of the blues blood come out to show them Then come out to show them Music bad weed Listening to music while stoned
had this dark tag, couldn't see through the black We roll up ask 'em where their party at They just start to laugh and I knew it was a trap But I couldn't roll