Testi:
Jim Gray

I'll hold your tears as a ransom Within the palm of my hand, And tell you once again, Don't tell me that you're scared... Wake, wake, wake her From

with the Vodka Jim Bone It's been ten years, (Yup) aint much change Niggas still party hard, haters still get it Remember that sweat suit? You know the gray

we?d stop in another Shamrock station and get another Texas Pride case, drink that and listen to the Stanley Brothers and then we?d go get a tape of Jim

(feat. Pokey, Pimp C, Slim Thug, Jim Jones) [Fat Pat:] Love it mayne - love it mayne Love it mayne - love it mayne Love it mayne - love it mayne Love

I'll see better days Well I know you'll see things my way Well I been all around this crooked land I came across all walks, I shook Jim Beam's hand I

never said much, too busy havin a headrush Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed

and liz sitting at the zoo Sal says "i do . . . but liz do you Hear the voices Do you hear the voices? " Everything relaxes, everything is gray

'll see better days Well, I know you'll see things my way Well, I been all around this crooked land I come across walks, I shook Jim Beam's hand I got

Words and Music: Jim Johnston Solo: Jim Brammer Excuse me, Miz and Mister Cool, I didn't mean to stumble on my words, and break your stupid rule, Of