was born in the A with things in the face Smoke weed everyday, Zone 3 where I play Yeah, I think I'm the shit 'cause I got an SS But the shit a old folk
an old man now, I can't do nothing Young folks don't pay me no mind But in my day I sure was something Before I felt the heavy hand of time I'm an old
the game been good to me, Still spittin' fire, you niggas wood to me, We on nigga, let let them hoes know, Young Money lay 'em down like old folks, You
Can't stay at home, can't stay in school Old folks say, ya poor little fool Down the street I'm the girl next door I'm the fox you've been waiting for
ever let the truth be told And oh Mos Def ran to my home And said they gon have yo ass gone Light jokes, you keep playin with them white folks Cant even
the verse 'Cause I never been defeated, and I won't stop now Keep your hands up, put 'em in the sky For the homies that didn't make it and the folks locked
fresh So, brothers, wear a bib if you're gonna make a mess Can I get my spoon in, no way Now I eats more pudd'n than old folks play bingo Parker Lewis
brothers, wear a bib if you're gonna make a mess (3x) Can I get my spoon in - No way Now I eats more pudd'n Than old folks play bingo Parker Lewis
rollin' All along the shoreline Keep us safe from the deep And the dark We don't want to stray too far I spent the day with my old dog mo Walkin' down an old
ain't worth a dime Oh, to be home again Down in Old Virginny With my very best friend They call him 'Ragtime Willie' Would a been nice just to see the folks
Blue Coats try to get away From a smoke signal, above the trees A smoke signal, shifting in the breeze Some folks think it's make believe Other folks
your life, baby, bet your life, my life yeah Forget about what your folks told you Make up your mind just what you wanna do Just accept people for what they are Or this old
field Used to be filled with burley t'bacca Now he knows it never will My brother's found work in Indiana Sister's a nurse at the old folks home Mama
only Son Paid a courtesy call on Earth, one Sunday morning Orange blossoms opened their fragrant lips Songbirds sang from the tips of Cottonwoods Old folks
seen had meant somethin Learned early, to fear none little Nas was huntin Livin carefree laughin, got jokes on the daily Y'all actin like some old folks
my mom used to warn me about Man, I'm in trouble, I'm in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about Man, I'
(Dolly Parton) Well a good ways down the railroad track There was this little old rundown shack And in it lived a man I'd never seen Folks said he
is kind of a...it's a heartland Feeling...like, uh, mellencamp, you know, kind of a mellen feeling. ok, what you Gotta get together is a... some...a heartland folk