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Rocking Chairs The Soul Of A Man

Blessings in life to the children, they say "Life is like five days" Words of a old man with silver hair in his wheel chair His eyes were bloody while

loved most she had so much soul She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me ont he regular, not a

avenue, I drive a shatterproof Benz and all my men's are tattle proof My mic is a dyke, my life is a light A day to God is a thousand years, how long

are you ready? Man fuck you we ready Do you have a song selected? Yeah we got a song What you wanna go with Man it don't matter This muthafucka (They

matter It rocked, that's all I know Something 'bout the rhythm of it soothed my soul It rocked It made me feel better It rocked It rocked Yeah, yeah, it rocked

more beer, I ate more pills Gained myself a spinning head I raised a gun, I killed a man I'm told it was for something he said It's been a year since I said a

want the funk then you a punk Everybody out of they chairs should go for theirs And if you can find anyone better or as bad as mine That's thick as a dreadlocks and rocks

the year 2G, gotta get your own Gotta have your home get your phone Getting money from your man that's a NO NO Gotta get a job so you get paid Gotta get a man

a moth to the flame. [Roxie Hart] A moth? [Billy Flynn] Now I am a man who will assist and you're a butterfly. Crushed on a wheel! [Roxie Hart] Wait