Текст песни Raking Leaves On A Blacktop

Had a conversation about your frustration

Don't want to love a local sensation

Damn I'm sorry son

Drove out to Vegas courtesy of Cuervo

The next 24 hours went by in slow mo

I just want to go home

The turtle and the shovel the hope he came mine

That's the best memory I have from when I was age nine

Now I found God and him relaxes me

You know I tried to love you

But I couldn't get through

It all came to an end with my little brother's friend

And since you there's been quite a few

The thrills, the life, the wind,

Your eyes, the this, the that, the holy crap,

It's just like,

Raking leaves on a blacktop

The first time I saw a dead body

It was the summer of 1980

I knew that he could see me looking down on him

Taking all the shit

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I had a dream last night that I became you

But my feet stayed the same they were too big for your shoes

But what could I do

Can't remember who was there when I first shaved my hair,

Got a tattoo next to Washington square

Damn ghetto flight of stairs

Screaming at papa, searching for rhymes

Wanda screaming how many times can two people cry

Oh you know we'll give it a try

Damn the gate into the dub sack

So I got rolled, couldn't even get my stack

Put your clothes on your in a parking lot

Go ahead take the first shot boss you know that I've got your back

The gun, the knives, the wind

Your eyes, the this, the that, the holy crap

It's just like,

Raking leaves on a black top

The thrills, the life, the wind

Your eyes, the this, the that, the holy crap

It's just like,

Raking leaves on a blacktop.