Red Rocking Chair (feat. Ron Spears, Clay Hess, Ernie Evans & Danny Stewart Jr) - Greg Moore & Greg Donlan

Well, I've got no use for the red rocking chair I ain't got no money, baby now I ain't got no honey, baby now Who'll rock the cradle? Who will sing a song? Who'll rock the cradle when I'm gone?? Yes, who'll rock cradle when I'm gone Well, I'll rock the cradle I will sing a song I'll rock the cradle when you're gone Yes, I'll rock the cradle when you're gone It's all I can do It's all I can say Can't live together this way We can't live together this way It's all I can do It's all I can say I'll send it to your momma next payday I'll send it to your momma next payday Well, I've got no use for the red rocking chair I ain't got no honey, baby now I ain't got no honey, baby now I've got no use for the red rocking chair I ain't got no honey, baby now I ain't got no honey, baby now I ain't got no honey, baby now

Yo, Yo Imagine if the whole of us were free I'm pissed that all my niggas didn't even get to see It's killing me inside but I gotta keep it g And secretly I know that I'm addicted to the weed It's got me vibrating on a higher frequency Or maybe that's just me I got this thing down to a t Plus I got this ting down on her knees Had to rev her in her head Cah she hurt me with her teeth I owe it all to God, you can't question my belief Fuck the industry, we're platinum in these streets We've been Killin Dem for years Don't believe? I got receipts And I aint gonna stop until the mission is complete I'm getting to the money, go to sleep and then repeat I got a whole heap of money to retrieve And I got way more things I need to achieve I bet you never know I had tricks up my sleeve I turn this bitch up about 60 degrees They thought I'd fall off, nigga please And I don't wanna have to make the mac trigger squeeze The scene aint prepared for this album release And I don't even care what position that it reaches As long as all the gangsters have got it in their speakers As long as all the fly chicks have got it on their playlists I used to see the night shift turn into the day shift My 5110 Nokia was changing faces Them times you niggas couldn't even tie your laces And these the little niggas that they try and compare man with The other day I had to ask Nina how dare they? My baby's upset cah she had a bad hair day I hear say them niggas broke but that's just hearsay But I don't even care do it in a mask and then I say -- Made it out the mud I'm tryna live to see a rocking chair

Hoy C'que j'veux dire C'est rockstar dans rocking chair Rockstar dans rocking chair Alright, alright Fuck it's easy Rock star dans rocking chair, alright Rock star dans rocking chair, alright Au-d'ssus des conifères, y'a jamais trop d'misère Rock star dans rocking chair, rock star dans rocking chair Rock star dans rocking chair, rock star dans rocking chair Au-d'ssus des conifères, loin des ragots d'vipère Y'a jamais trop d'misère, rock star dans rocking chair Mac Hennessy, je suis postiché, hey, hey, hey Dans un 'bnb proche de Pornichet, hey, hey, hey Ceux qu'ont pas suivi sur un godmichet, hey, hey, hey Ceux qu'ont pas suivi sur un godmichet, hey, hey, hey Rock star dans rocking chair, fils de pute prolifère (fils de pute prolifère) Ferme pas les paupières, nan, laisse pas la folie faire (laisse pas) Pour m'endormir, il m'faut bien plus qu'un bout de somnifère (de somnifère) J'écoute ton flow pourri, trouvé chez un apothicaire Appelez le commissaire (allô), j'suis dans les chaumières Depuis ma rocking chair, Sullyvan croque-mitaine (Sullyvan croque-mitaine) Comme Léon, j'suis dans l'nettoyage, un genre de pro d'l'hygiène J'me balade en slip, défoncé à mort comme un aborigène Là, j'bédave la bolivienne, j'suis sur une autrichienne Ou bien une mauricienne, pourquoi pas mongolienne? J'arrive à dos d't-rex avec ma coquine d'ex (ma coquine d'ex) On efface tout quand je crache, J'ai trempé ma bite dans un pot d'Tipp-Ex Rock star dans rocking chair, rock star dans rocking chair Rock star dans rocking chair, rock star dans rocking chair Au-d'ssus des conifères, loin des ragots d'vipère Y'a jamais trop d'misère, rock star dans rocking chair Mac Hennessy, je suis postiché, hey, hey, hey Dans un 'bnb proche de Pornichet, hey, hey, hey Ceux qu'ont pas suivi sur un godmichet, hey, hey, hey Ceux qu'ont pas suivi sur un godmichet, hey, hey, hey Rock star dans rocking chair, ferme ta gueule, Pauvre chienne (pauvre chienne) Esclave, j'ai déjà le statut, pas besoin de jolies chaînes Je veux de l'oxygène, contrecarrer l'sortilège Contre son shorti beige, je contrôle son logiciel Nez levé au ciel, j'ai jamais vu la vie aussi belle Étoiles dans les yeux mais c'est pas les mêmes qu'à l'hôtel Sofitel Caviar dans mes coquillettes, j'rappe pas pour des clopinettes Fais pas ta mauviette, t'effrites tout l'olivette À mon sujet, tu t'fais des films, à une étoile sur AlloCiné (sur AlloCiné) J'suis dans ma rocking chair, arrête d'halluciner Pas d'suture à glorifier, ton futur: à modifier Chaque seconde, j'suis notifié, j'suis fonce-dé (ding), j'suis momifié Rock star dans rocking chair, rock star dans rocking chair Rock star dans rocking chair, rock star dans rocking chair Au-d'ssus des conifères, loin des ragots d'vipère Y'a jamais trop d'misère, rock star dans rocking chair Mac Hennessy, je suis postiché, hey, hey, hey Dans un 'bnb proche de Pornichet, hey, hey, hey Ceux qu'ont pas suivi sur un godmichet, hey, hey, hey Ceux qu'ont pas suivi sur un godmichet, hey, hey, hey

I lie half awake, late at night I reach out to touch, feel you by my side And I reach, and I reach, but I never get to feel you Will I ever get to feel you again? Again? Just one more time, one more moment to take you in my arms One more chance, one more kiss, before I wake to find you gone One more time, before I have to face another day And my heart breaks again It's only a dream, but it's also real I don't want it to end, but I know it will So I pray, and I pray, every night I'm on my knees Begging for the chance to see you again, again Just one more time, one more moment to take you in my arms One more chance, one more kiss, before I wake to find you gone One more time, before I have to face another day And my heart breaks again One more time, before I have to face another day And my heart breaks again, again

I lived awhile without you, Darn near half my life. I no longer see our unborn children, Born to you my unwed wife. But yesterday I had a vision, Beneath the tree where we once talked, Of an old couple burning Their love letters so their children Won't be shocked. Love calls like the wild birds It's another day. A Spring wind blew my list of Things to do... away. My friends are gettin' older, So I guess I must be too. Without their loving kindness, I don't know what I'd do. Oh the wine bottle's half empty The money's all spent. And we're a cross between our parents And hippies in a tent. Love calls like the wild birds It's another day. A Spring wind blew my list of Things to do... away. In a mucked up lovely river, I cast my little fly. I look at that river and smell it And it makes me wanna cry. Oh to clean our dirty planet, Now there's a noble wish, And I'm puttin' my shoulder to the wheel 'Cause I wanna catch some fish. Love calls like the wild birds It's another day. A Spring wind blew my list of Things to do... away. Children go to sleep now You know it's gettin' late. I know you don't like to miss nothin' And school ain't that great. Oh, I'll dance with you when you're happy, And hold you when you're sad, And hope you know how glad I am, Just to be you're Dad. Love calls like the wild birds It's another day. A Spring wind blew my list of Things to do... away. Darlin' it's been a hard go But I think we'll be okay. I know I say that all the time Like everything else I say. Oh, I've been gone so often, But every time I miss you, And I don't really know nothin', Except I like to kiss you. Love calls like the wild birds It's another day. A Spring wind blew my list of Things to do... away.