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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Byrd Tracy - Redneck Roses

Artist: Byrd Tracy
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
written by Lonnie Williams, Frank Dycus, Tracy Byrd
Eight seconds ain't very long to live
But tonight he barely made five
He gave all that he had to give
But the big bull won tonight
He climbs into that old pickup
Black coffee in his hand
Rodeo ain't no ordinary life
But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man
CHORUS:
Well he rides just to keep his spirit alive
Makin' money for his wife and kids
He tried other kinds of work
But nothing ever seemed to fit
Oh he loves the smell of a Brahma bull
The feel of leather in his hand
Well Rodeo ain't no ordinary life
But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man
He's got a gold buckle on his mind
And he don't ride to lose
Tomorrow night he'll nod and yell outside
And they'll turn his future loose
No matter how bad he hurts
He'll tip his hat to the fans
Rodeo ain't no ordinary life
But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man
REPEAT CHORUS
He's an extra ordinary man
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Byrd Tracy Redneck Roses

Byrd Tracy - Right About Now

Artist: Byrd Tracy
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Not so long ago
On his way home from work
He'd stop by the side of the road
Step out of that old beat up Ford
That he drove
And he'd walk around
Searchin' the ground
For a handful of wildflower blooms
Thinkin' of where he'd be soon
There with her
She called them redneck roses
'Cause that's what they were
A simple gift of love
From a country boy to his girl
She called them redneck roses
They didn't cost a dime
But they brought a smile to her face
Every time
Now it's years down the line
She sits home alone
It's the usual end of the day
Once again, he's workin' late
And never calls
They've got a house on a hill
No problems with bills
And a baby that's on the way
But her heart longs for those yesterdays
And his love
She called them redneck roses
'Cause that's what they were
A simple gift of love
From a country boy to his girl
She called them redneck roses
They didn't cost a dime
But they brought a smile to her face
Every time
They could still put a smile on her face
If he only had the time
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Byrd Tracy Right About Now

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Bizkit Limp: Fast Way

Bizkit Limp Fast Way
Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Chocolate Starfish And A Hot-Dog Flavoured Water
(Music Song Lyrics):
You are my favourite mutha f-cker
I told you, didn't I?

Trauma makes the world go around.
Does anybody got a problom with that?
My buisness is my buisness
whos gulty can I get a witness.
First things first
the chocolate starfish is my man Fred Durst
acces Holywood life since the kill
a redneck f-cker from Jacksson ville.
Bringin on the dump star funk
a microfone (mashettis?)
In the pack of my trunk rockin so steady
with the he says she says
and don't forget about the starfish navagation system.
Don't hate me I'm just an Alien
with 37 tons of new millenium
Dum didi dum where's that coming from
Miss Aguilera come an get some
Oh no wich way to go
to the dance flo, (in super stereo?)
Have you no mind
I've seen the fight club
about twenty eight times

And I'm a ceep my pants (saggin?)
Ceep a skateboard a spraycan for the taggin
and I'm a ceep a lot o girls ( from my pin vagget)
Cause I don't give a f-ck, livin life in the Fast way

I'm just a crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
living life in the fast way

Another crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
In the fast way

Take two
now whos the starsucka
I'm the starfish
you sily mutha f-cka
puff puff give
the marijuana cig
Oops! I don't even smoke
but I love the way it smells
Heres a toast to the females
( who suck a mom champane) from a seashell
I take a (Gallafid?)
and pop his ass like a sid
with the starfish navagation system
No cheap thrills baby
fill the briefcase
with three dollar bills
I'm just an ordinary run at the mail
fella, spitting out halla mike skills

And I'm a ceep my pants (saggin?)
Ceep a skateboard a spraycan for the taggin
and I'm a ceep a lot o girls ( from my pin vagget)
Cause I don't give a f-ck, livin life in the Fast way

I'm just a crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
living life in the fast way

Another crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
In the fast way

Cus it's so easy, to tell a lie
and it's so easy, to runnin high
but it's not easy, to be alive
So don't be wasting non o my time

It (swallows?) like a cage
and I don't think its fair
and I don't even think
that anybody cares
It'll leave a hole, what!
down inside of me, what!
and It'll leave a scar, what!
can anybody see, what!
That we gotta get it out
gotta get it out
We gotta get it oout
gotta get it out
We gotta get it oout
gotta get it out
And I'm a get it out

With the mutha f-ckin microfone
rockin in my soul
I'ma reall getting wiped
and outa control
I'm a keep it alive
and continue to beat
Fly like an eagle to my destiny

So can you fill me?
Hell yeah!
Can you fill me?
Hell yeah!
Can you fill me?
Hell yeah!
If you fill me mutha f-cka then you say!
Hell yeah!
Then you say
Hell yeah!
Then you say hell yeah I'm living life in the fast way.

Cus it's so easy, to tell a lie
and it's so easy, to runnin high
but it's not easy, to be alive
So don't be wasting non o my time

Yeah bring it on!

I'm just a crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
living life in the fast way

Another crazy mutha f-cka
living it up, not giving a f-ck
In the fast way