No food on my table. And no shoes to go on my feet. No food on my table. And no shoes to go on my feet. My children cry for mercy. They got no place
No food on my table. And no shoes to go on my feet. No food on my table. And no shoes to go on my feet. My children cry for mercy. They got no place to
: No food on my table. And no shoes to go on my feet. No food on my table. And no shoes to go on my feet. My children cry for mercy. They got no place
they whack music i think u crazy if u like jay-z dont change clothes change the cd. murphy lee what the hook gona be 'cause u do need a hook and another
down (Line 'em up) And ya knock 'em Wore out your shoes but that shoe ain't no news Cried out your blues like John Lee, John Lee Hooker croons Howlin
