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Post Malone - Back To Texas Lyrics
All hat, no cattle All belt, no buckle All snake, no rattle All honey, no suckle And I'ma take every last dime Stuffed under this mattress And make a lonestar B-line And take my ass back to Texas Ran outta luck in Vegas And broke down in Mobile I ain't found nowhere like Dallas, yeah And I doubt I ever will It's all hat, no cattle All belt, no ...
All hat, no cattle All belt, no buckle All snake, no rattle All honey, no suckle And I'ma take every last dime Stuffed under this mattress And make a lonestar B-line And take my ass back to Texas Ran outta luck in Vegas And broke down in Mobile I ain't found nowhere like Dallas, yeah And I doubt I ever will It's all hat, no cattle All belt, no ...
John Sebastian - Black Satin Kid Lyrics
with cattle and the katydids A kid with dungarees with holes in the knees But they call him the Black Satin Kid Black Satin Kid, where you gonna run to ... Who you gonna drum to Black Satin Kid Shoulder shakin', heart breakin' Black Satin Kid All he ever carried was some funk-butt drums And they cost him every dime he had But he saved the show ...
with cattle and the katydids A kid with dungarees with holes in the knees But they call him the Black Satin Kid Black Satin Kid, where you gonna run to ... Who you gonna drum to Black Satin Kid Shoulder shakin', heart breakin' Black Satin Kid All he ever carried was some funk-butt drums And they cost him every dime he had But he saved the show ...
Victor Young - Oklahoma! - Oh, What a Beautiful Mornin' Lyrics
All the cattle are standing like statues All the cattle are standing like statues They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by But a little brown maverick is winking her eye Oh, what a beautiful mornin' Oh, what a beautiful day I've got a beautiful feeling Everything's going my way All the sounds of the earth are like music
All the cattle are standing like statues All the cattle are standing like statues They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by But a little brown maverick is winking her eye Oh, what a beautiful mornin' Oh, what a beautiful day I've got a beautiful feeling Everything's going my way All the sounds of the earth are like music
Avatar - Hail The Apocalypse Lyrics
You run away like cattle But you cannot flee the battle Wipe your ass. It's time to put on your war paint Throw the spear Let your hatred fly Throw the spear Let your hatred fly The desert is my prophet As our lives end by the minute Stand up straight and fucking put on your war paint Time to die Hammer high Name your price And kneel Hail the ...
You run away like cattle But you cannot flee the battle Wipe your ass. It's time to put on your war paint Throw the spear Let your hatred fly Throw the spear Let your hatred fly The desert is my prophet As our lives end by the minute Stand up straight and fucking put on your war paint Time to die Hammer high Name your price And kneel Hail the ...
Upchurch - Country Like That Lyrics
Paragraph gon' put your ass in hospice Get as buck as you want, I'm the rapper that don't quit Don't think about touchin' on my cowboy hat Don't be lookin' at my woman when you sippin' on that Don't be leanin' on my truck 'cause your jeans gon' scratch Dirt road no cattle gate latch Don't think about touchin' on my cowboy hat
Paragraph gon' put your ass in hospice Get as buck as you want, I'm the rapper that don't quit Don't think about touchin' on my cowboy hat Don't be lookin' at my woman when you sippin' on that Don't be leanin' on my truck 'cause your jeans gon' scratch Dirt road no cattle gate latch Don't think about touchin' on my cowboy hat
BRUTAL TRUTH LYRICS - "Need To Control" (1994) album
Cattle grazed to pass their trick Boot your brick and bless your next fix It is all... Sick desire Kicks for liars Fuel for fire Your head shoved firmly in your ass Nod out Right now 14. Displacement [Brutal Truth] No more... Blind falsity Tears left to see Fear left in me Pain inside me head No more... Corporate casualities Progress, myths and ...
Cattle grazed to pass their trick Boot your brick and bless your next fix It is all... Sick desire Kicks for liars Fuel for fire Your head shoved firmly in your ass Nod out Right now 14. Displacement [Brutal Truth] No more... Blind falsity Tears left to see Fear left in me Pain inside me head No more... Corporate casualities Progress, myths and ...
Avatar - Hail the Apocalypse Lyrics
You run away like cattle But you cannot flee the battle Wipe your ass, it's time to put on your war paint Throw the spear Let your hatred fly Throw the spear Let your hatred fly The desert is my prophet As our lives end by the minute Stand up straight and fucking put on your war paint Time to die Hammer high Name your price And kneel Hail the ...
You run away like cattle But you cannot flee the battle Wipe your ass, it's time to put on your war paint Throw the spear Let your hatred fly Throw the spear Let your hatred fly The desert is my prophet As our lives end by the minute Stand up straight and fucking put on your war paint Time to die Hammer high Name your price And kneel Hail the ...
CATTLE DECAPITATION LYRICS - "Humanure" (2004) album
Who wipes his ass without washing his hands, your must understand that everyday you ingest some sort of disease You did not kill it. You did not clean it. You'd probably fuck it if you couldn't eat it Sick, Depraved everyday human. Stupid consumer with faith in humanity Led without a fight straight to the grave. Birth. Agony. Death. Defiled ...
Who wipes his ass without washing his hands, your must understand that everyday you ingest some sort of disease You did not kill it. You did not clean it. You'd probably fuck it if you couldn't eat it Sick, Depraved everyday human. Stupid consumer with faith in humanity Led without a fight straight to the grave. Birth. Agony. Death. Defiled ...
MAN IS THE BASTARD LYRICS
1. Ass Gravity Escape the trap of time. The cage of material. Enter Balance. Acceptance of our cosmic right and their worldly wrong. They are disease of this life. Stolen. When they see they can't live without her, they will wish they hadn't fucked with her. 2. Futile Agreement There is no reason to go on. Process is a gamble. Consume yourself.
1. Ass Gravity Escape the trap of time. The cage of material. Enter Balance. Acceptance of our cosmic right and their worldly wrong. They are disease of this life. Stolen. When they see they can't live without her, they will wish they hadn't fucked with her. 2. Futile Agreement There is no reason to go on. Process is a gamble. Consume yourself.
"Kickin Ass And Takin Names" lyrics
Knuckle up like a redneck I kick ass and take names I'm an outlaw country boy What do you know about that Step in front of this old freight train Get tracks all up and down your back I'm country and I ain't got no shame I'm a long-haired redneck song of the South Kickin' ass and takin' names Lemme tell you bout it Yes sir! We're kicking ass and ...
Knuckle up like a redneck I kick ass and take names I'm an outlaw country boy What do you know about that Step in front of this old freight train Get tracks all up and down your back I'm country and I ain't got no shame I'm a long-haired redneck song of the South Kickin' ass and takin' names Lemme tell you bout it Yes sir! We're kicking ass and ...
Tim Dog – I Get Wrecked lyrics
Mic I'll rap it leaving with your ass out like a faggot This is a losing battle your like cattle The sound of my name KRS makes your tail waggle Better yet you're a snake so it rattles I'll dice you up like you're apple, smash you into Snapple I'm not, the one you want to battle that bad Or just give me your ass I'll make a shoulder bag
Mic I'll rap it leaving with your ass out like a faggot This is a losing battle your like cattle The sound of my name KRS makes your tail waggle Better yet you're a snake so it rattles I'll dice you up like you're apple, smash you into Snapple I'm not, the one you want to battle that bad Or just give me your ass I'll make a shoulder bag
Kid Rock - Where U At Rock Lyrics
Uh, I grew up herding cattle I got more rhymes than heroin in Seattle You wanna battle with the Rock quit frontin' I'll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain't nothin' Grab your honey and your beer and I'll break South Take your money then I'll tell you, "Get the hell out!" I'll put your head out, this is my night
Uh, I grew up herding cattle I got more rhymes than heroin in Seattle You wanna battle with the Rock quit frontin' I'll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain't nothin' Grab your honey and your beer and I'll break South Take your money then I'll tell you, "Get the hell out!" I'll put your head out, this is my night
Three 6 Mafia – Don't Cha Get Mad lyrics
Them hoes flockin to my whip thick like cattle [Lil Flip] Heyy.. You better put that money in my hand I was born to be a mack not yo muhfuckin man You mad cause I hit cha ho me and her split cha dough Why you actin surprised I know you heard this shit befo' Me and Quint pushin Vettes smokin dro no stress One tech two glocks infra red no vests
Them hoes flockin to my whip thick like cattle [Lil Flip] Heyy.. You better put that money in my hand I was born to be a mack not yo muhfuckin man You mad cause I hit cha ho me and her split cha dough Why you actin surprised I know you heard this shit befo' Me and Quint pushin Vettes smokin dro no stress One tech two glocks infra red no vests
Luke Bryan - Here's to the Farmer Lyrics
2000 acres of beans and cattle But he don't ever get rattled He just goes 'til the sun goes down Hydraulic fluid on his jeans Red dye diesel and ten rows between A cold one on the porch and a good nights of sleep Y'all hold 'em up with me now Here's to the farmer that plants the fields in the spring That turn from green to that harvest honey
2000 acres of beans and cattle But he don't ever get rattled He just goes 'til the sun goes down Hydraulic fluid on his jeans Red dye diesel and ten rows between A cold one on the porch and a good nights of sleep Y'all hold 'em up with me now Here's to the farmer that plants the fields in the spring That turn from green to that harvest honey
Oscar Hammerstein - LyricsMode
Pasture for the cattle Spinach and ter-may-ters Flowers on the prairie where the june bugs zoom Plen'y of ao air and plen'y of room Plenty of room to swing a rope Plen'y of heart and plen'y of hope Oklahoma where the wind comes sweeping down the plain Where the wav-in wheat can sure smell sweet When the wind comes right behind the rain
Pasture for the cattle Spinach and ter-may-ters Flowers on the prairie where the june bugs zoom Plen'y of ao air and plen'y of room Plenty of room to swing a rope Plen'y of heart and plen'y of hope Oklahoma where the wind comes sweeping down the plain Where the wav-in wheat can sure smell sweet When the wind comes right behind the rain
Clay Walker - Long Live The Cowboy Lyrics
Out in Colorado, roundin' up cattle Lightin' that Lucky Strike And burnin' it red while the sun goes down Long live the cowboy, rockin' them trucks Never gettin' stuck in the mud I'm talkin' about American-made, nothin' but USA Dirt runnin' through his veins Know him as the man in black, bustin' his ass In the boots and the buckle and the hat
Out in Colorado, roundin' up cattle Lightin' that Lucky Strike And burnin' it red while the sun goes down Long live the cowboy, rockin' them trucks Never gettin' stuck in the mud I'm talkin' about American-made, nothin' but USA Dirt runnin' through his veins Know him as the man in black, bustin' his ass In the boots and the buckle and the hat
Heathers: The Musical Cast Lyrics
I don't have to stay and die like cattle I could change my name and ride up to Seattle But I don't own a motorbike Wait—here's an option that I like: Spend these thirty hours gettin' freakay! Yeah! I need it hard I'm a dead girl walkin' I'm in your yard I'm a dead girl walkin' Before they punch my clock I'm snappin' off your window lock Got ...
I don't have to stay and die like cattle I could change my name and ride up to Seattle But I don't own a motorbike Wait—here's an option that I like: Spend these thirty hours gettin' freakay! Yeah! I need it hard I'm a dead girl walkin' I'm in your yard I'm a dead girl walkin' Before they punch my clock I'm snappin' off your window lock Got ...
Andy Williams - Speak Softly Love (Godfather Theme) Lyrics
Speak softly, loveAnd hold me warm against your heartI feel your wordsThe tender trembling moments startWe're in a world, our very ownSharing a love that only few have ever knownWine-colored days warmed by the sunDeep velvet nights when we are oneSpeak softly ...
Speak softly, loveAnd hold me warm against your heartI feel your wordsThe tender trembling moments startWe're in a world, our very ownSharing a love that only few have ever knownWine-colored days warmed by the sunDeep velvet nights when we are oneSpeak softly ...
Tech N9ne - Beef Lyrics
It's always another muthafucka that wanna come along and stop his ass Ain't nuttin strong enough to stop fuckin Tech N9ne nigga Ain't nuttin! Ain't nobody got no muthafuckin beef with me, nigga fuck you! [(Verse 1) Tech N9ne:] Better watch ya language Niggas jealous when they women feel us We famous
It's always another muthafucka that wanna come along and stop his ass Ain't nuttin strong enough to stop fuckin Tech N9ne nigga Ain't nuttin! Ain't nobody got no muthafuckin beef with me, nigga fuck you! [(Verse 1) Tech N9ne:] Better watch ya language Niggas jealous when they women feel us We famous
Earl Sweatshirt - Earl Lyrics
Twisted sicker than mad cattle, in fact I'm off Six different liquors with a Prince wig plastered on Stop screamin', bitch: you shouldn't be that alarmed ... Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch As well as supper; then I'll rummage through her ruptured cunt ...
Twisted sicker than mad cattle, in fact I'm off Six different liquors with a Prince wig plastered on Stop screamin', bitch: you shouldn't be that alarmed ... Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch As well as supper; then I'll rummage through her ruptured cunt ...
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