(Violin playing) so we live in our old van Travel all across this land Me and you and We'll end up hand in hand Somewhere down on the sand just Me and
I love to pretend the sounds you make are flowers that slowly encircle the band. That curl around each note that's played. The audience charmed by the
I spent the winter on the verge Of a total breakdown while living in Norway I felt the darkness of the black metal bands But being such a fawn of a man
' there's a boy name Jose, makes the best guacamole And the hottest hot tamales in the land He knows how to grow Habeneros And he plays in the mariachi band
believe the gats in my promo shots ain't props I hang out sunroof tops and pop glocks at cops On the mellow, coolin' with my fellow Hustlers, players
you got So what, if some muthafucka gets shot? That's how the game is played Another brother slayed, the wound is deep But they're givin' us a band-
Slip inside the eye of your mind Don't you know you might find a better place to play You said that you'd never been But all the things that you've seen
Passing through Memphis, one night in May Saw her waiting tables in a Beale Street Blues Cafe The band was playing strong but she was center stage Straight
are rowdy and they?re startin? to howl Belly shots are firin?, man, it burns going down Me and the band, we came to have some fun And we wont? stop playin
now i can anything i used to wish for if i lost it all to something i would have to cry for waho now this is something i would die for Me i play the
cigarettes Up to lips that time forgets [Incomprehensible] the Hollywood sun sets Behind your back Can't the band play on? Just listen, they play my
Keith Gotta make last forever for worse or for better Gotta make it past the devil so guns I got several And everybody plays, the fool says Aaron Nevelle But I just play
[50 Cent] N-gga we not playing zero tolerance for that fake sh-t get shot playing, that's how we on it yeah its rap til we start spraying when you see
A firefly glowing on my left hand Used to pretend it was a wedding band A tall cool glass of Mama's lemonade Sold from a stand that me and my sister made
Come on Play it Play it on, baby I don't care alright, about your past, dig I just want hey, my love to last, come on I don't care hit the band about
the crib and let it all hang out, ah Where soulful people knows, what it's about, ah Where people do the sign and take your hands, ah And dancin' to the music James Brown Band
do my thing Way over yonder can you dig that mess The sister standing out there dressed up In a brand new mini dress Look hey over there Do you see that boy playing
and your hon So keep the band rocking So, band play on, play on 'Cause soon everybody Will be in a real mellow tone So keep the band, the crew And