Stand down, don't let them know your secret Stand down, if you wanna live your life Stand down, don't let them know your secret Stand down, if you
got to rhyme, too, I climb you like a stepson No weapon, but I got a rep, son, for taking fakes to the towel Snakes in my file Shit, I'll sit down all stand
I was a rude boy Now I move around wit respect of rude bwoys Murderers and crude boys, so be cool boy Matter a fact, click clak, don't move boy (No no
made, like George and Weezie Lucy and Ricky, Ike and Tina, Bobby and Whitney And if shit hit the fan, you comin' wit me I won't take the stand, they
a movie American girls stand tall but american boyz American girls stand tall but american boyz American girls stand tall but american boyz American girls stand
feelings in my heart I look to you but you're confused I feel like I can only lose Stand a while inside my shoes Feel the rain come down Am I losing
don Respected, rejected, down trodden and stunned Hold up your head like the innocent one Threaten my life, tell me my time will come Babylon boy, with
me, please The roots of love grow all around But for me they come tumblin' down Every day hearts grow a little stronger I can't stand this pain much
I climb you like a stepson No weapon, but I got a rep, son, for taking fakes to the towel Snakes in my file Shit, I'll sit down all stand-up comic
back to porno flicks You turned drag queen, a call girl doin' tricks Nighttime prostitute kid, I'ma take your loot I heard you queer now like Boy George
you don't surrender now it's gonna go down to the wire And the walls came down all the way to hell Never saw them when they're standing Never saw them
without work, that's just a myth Never listen when they talkin' shit My dad taught me how to stand my ground Be a man, boy, never back down Don't start
[Incomprehensible] A few short words, and whaddya know? Oh, whaddya know? He comes Down, like water, fresh out the clouds clown Drown you like terrible
boy go quote for quote Well, ya'll want the best, well, I'm right here You looking for competition, ain't no one near Ya'll in the stands dissin', kickin
believers For God sake boy, tip your hat to the teacher Ernest Tubb 'Waltz Across Texas George Jones 'White Lightnin', man Patsy Cline 'Walkin' After Midnight Tammy Wynette 'Stand
in a mason jar He's just a breath away from standing in my shoes But if I could stand in his, here's what I'd do I'd ride my bike down the old dirt
seein George I might of spent some shit, I used to cut a ford And yes I rock it all, dedications to my dogs And all my friends that stayed down with yo boy
yes, rushing down the long stairs with the whiskey of eternity fermented and distilled to eighteen minutes burning down our throats down the hall down
