The second somebody dies somebody else is born People are celebrating while other people morn Home may be home to you but to me it's foreign Even the matador don't pull the bull by the horns — Aceyalone Copy Share Image
I was about one drink away from my limit, In came a black dress with a black body in it, She looked so timid,… — Aceyalone Copy Share Image
I stand, limited primitive, sentimentalist, escapist The way I shape this landscape, automatically makes this, vivid I give it a rivet, hold it, stand… — Aceyalone Copy Share Image
You're a trivial part in a trivia game. Now what's your aim? A presidential campaign? Like Ross Perot? He lost it though... But he… — Aceyalone Copy Share Image
I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes. I'm constantly singin' them down home blues, and not many people… — Aceyalone Copy Share Image
Super silver, Hawaiian haze Sativa, indica, Solomon's grave Genesis, chapter one verse twelve ways Marijuana, hashish, everybody blaze Fuels and fibers, energy saved When… — Aceyalone Copy Share Image
The second somebody dies somebody else is born People are celebrating while other people morn Home may be home to you but to me… — Aceyalone Copy Share Image
Until I'm over the hill and over the hump; I'm gonna let my music bump and give the people what they want. — Aceyalone Copy Share Image
The world is full of bullshitters, Liars, and triers and quitters, Coulda-beens, wannabe's, thought-I-was, isn't-I-is's... And everybody in your business. — Aceyalone Copy Share Image
