Straight and Narrow - Sam Barber

The trouble with the straight and the narrow Is its so thin, I keep sliding off to the side And the devil makes good use of these hands of mine And if Jesus is the straight path that saves Then I'm condemned to live my whole life on the curb On the crossroads with the devil, I'll dwell and I'll count my years You know that I got a little something I should say I guess that I'm just so easily led astray It's alright because I know my own way back home from here And I don't fall of the wagon you know I take a dive and go as deep as I can go Don't hold your breath cause I'm coming up slow, this time. And the trouble with the straight and the narrow Is its so thin, I keep sliding off to the side And the devil makes good use of these hands of mine You know that I got a little problem or two I guess that I keep on taking a few I've been told its not the best thing that I can do, right now And I don't go looking for my sins you know They come out waiting, and I just get on and go Don't hold your breath cause I'm coming up slow this time And the trouble with the straight and the narrow Is its so thin, I keep sliding off to the side And the devil makes good use of these hands of mine And if Jesus is the straight path that saves Then I'm condemned to live my whole life on the curb On the crossroads with the devil, I'll dwell and I'll count my years And the devil makes (straight and narow's so thin) And the devil makes (straight and narow's so thin) And the devil makes, good use of these hands of mine And the devil makes (straight and narow's so thin) And the devil makes (straight and narow's so thin) And the devil makes, good use of these hands of mine

Just a bunch of poor boys, daddy's girls Children of the corn field Tryna turn a shift job into a dollar bill We wear them muddy boots Stay true to how we're raised Ain't nothin' bout us fake You know we're straight out of that dirty south Dirty roads, nobody got no money Got them shined up pickup trucks Whistlin' at them honies From the country, yes sir You know we're straight out of that long week work At night, everybody wanna party All night long, bonfire on the back 40 In the middle of nowhere, ain't nobody leavin' here Til we're straight out of cold beer, straight out of cold beer Just a bunch of John Deere junkies Gettin' funky to some old Hank Nothin' been stuck in the mud that we can't Hook up to a rusty chain in the summer or in the rain Yeah, it's a kind of thing You know we're straight out of that dirty south Dirty roads, nobody got no money Got them shined up pickup trucks Whistlin' at them honies From the country, yes sir You know we're straight out of that long week work At night, everybody wanna party All night long, bonfire on the back 40 In the middle of nowhere, ain't nobody leavin' here Til we're straight out of cold beer, straight out of cold beer You know we're straight out of that dirty south Dirty roads, nobody got no money Got them shined up pickup trucks Whistlin' at them honies From the country, yes sir You know we're straight out of that long week work At night, everybody wanna party All night long, bonfire on the back 40 In the middle of nowhere, ain't nobody leavin' here Til we're straight out of cold beer, straight out of cold beer

Yeah! When I'm out in N.Y. boy it's blunts and phillies When I'm out in L.A. boy it's wraps and swishes Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit I'm in my Lambo maggot, my 44 faggot Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget See the shit I got on, homey I hate too My teflon arm brought my government issues I'll hit your vertebrae bullets rip through tissues Your wife on the futon huggin that skitzo Homey you a bitch you got feminine ways Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days I got fo' fifths and bananas on the K's And got more whips than a runaway slave Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades When I made fifty mill, Em got paid When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid When I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid I ain't even gotta rap now life is made Said I ain't even gotta rap, I'm filthy man I'm laughin Straight To The Bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin Straight To The Bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin Straight To The Bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin Straight To The Bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin I see nothin but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll I got the kind of money that the bank can't hold Got it off the street movin bundles and loads Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll Breeze pass with the EZ Pass fuck the toll No more platinum I'm wearin gold I'm internationally known as the kid with the flow That brings enough dough it's never enough dough Shit I need mo' I need shit out the sto' Baby blue was cold fresh out the flo' Stashbox by the dashbox incase they want war Make the purple bring the green in fuck the law I'm oh so raw, I'm hot I'm sure I'm like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boy I set the club on fire I told ya I'm the general salute me soldier I'm laughin Straight To The Bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin Straight To The Bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin Straight To The Bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin Straight To The Bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin Now work it out now, shorty work it out, work it out I wanna see you, break it down Now back it up now, you know what I'm about It's like a bank job I'm rentin them out Now work it out now, work it out, work it out Now work it out now, work it out, work it out

There's no reason There's no compromise Change in seasons Living the high life I don't know you So don't freak on me I can't control you You're not my destiny Straight out of line I can't find a reason Why i should justify my ways Straight out of line I dont need a reason You don't need to lie to me I'll confess this you're my tradgety I paid you to rest this As fast as you turned on me Gone for ever Vanished the memories This face of pleasure Are masked by your misery Straight out of line I can't find a reason Why i should justify my ways Straight out of line I don't need a reason You don't need to lie to me Lie to me Straight out of line I can't find a reason Why I should justify my ways Straight out of line I don't need a reason You don't need to lie to me Lie to me

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Startin' from zero, got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs Finally see what it means to be living See, my old man's got a problem He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working His body's too young to look like his Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said, "somebody's got to take care of him" So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? Still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruisin', entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way