her under so many bridges with dirty water She was foolish and selfish and cowardly if you ask me I don't know where to begin in all of my 50 odd years
. [Chorus] Yeah Yeah Yo, those were the days I will never forget Yeah Yeah Yo, those were the days I could never regret, Yeah Yeah, Yo, those were the days
a witch) I could never be yours Play to your better nature We can talk about the old days I can't help it if you think I am odd Although our separation
ll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars Face Triple Seis, the God of War like Mars That leave MC's smashed but my Squad is odd Y'all never seen
him shine Niggas hate that fact Sauce don't give a fuckin' nine Soon as he ran his mouth, one tre pound seven to nine Guess who's the odd man out, I
so many years under bridges with dirty water She was foolish and selfish and cowardly if you ask me I don't know where to begin in all of my 50 odd years
grudges Daddy, I love you that's my word Even though you had me sleepin' on a curb I wish I had another song These are the days, these are the days
yourself You're gettin' outside yourself, boy You're gettin' outside yourself You're gettin' outside yourself, boy You're gettin' outside yourself Well, I scrapes the neighborhoods lookin' for odd
outta his wife Went home a bloody mess with a job well done,(Tap Tap) wash up and wait for my baby to come (chourse x2) I waited 2 or 3 days 4 days,
hard to carry on when no one loves you Picture me inside the misery of poverty No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived Prayin' hard for better days
Always ever all days death befo Always ever all days death before this time Comin' back as though I can still see if you got static Fuck tryin' to steal
ahead of me, Wonderin' bout the things you said to me, Wonderin' if these dreams will ever do. And I'm wonderin' bout the way I spend my days, Wonderin
the American way, no body owe you nothin' supposed to earn your keep, but in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep, I know some of yall think Colt's kinda odd
American way, no body owe you nothin' supposed to earn your keep, but in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep, I know some of yall think Colt's kinda odd
the door Then you'll know what life is for Stop rolling off a log Yeah, the scientist says it's odd And the animal still seems odd Asleep inside After
It seems that most of the songs that you hear these days on the radio played by the disc-jockeys, apart from rock-n-roll and other childrens' records,
go away I can't see the landscape Please describe its amaranthine haze It's odd where I am There are people you're not like them They just look away For rain quenched golden days
in '89 I dropped too much acid Rock from Lake Habasoo out to Lake Placid While you busy ragging on the people you blasted I'm asking how many days have
