Solomon Jones Lyrics

Song	Solomon Jones
Artist	Aceyalone
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	A bunch of wild boys was hanging around
	At the local neighborhood saloon
	And some cat kept dropping quarters down in the jukebox
	Playing all the favorite tunes
	And back by the bar playing cards looking hard
	Was big bad
	Solomon Jones
	And watching over his luck
	Was the love of his life
	Is the lady that was known as
	Simone When out of the night which was dark and cold
	Into the smoke-filled dimly-lit room
	Stumbled in a thug
	Who was smelling like bud
	And his eyes looked high as the moon
	He looked like a man with his foot in the grave
	And his lifetime about to be out
	Yet he slapped down some hundred-dollar bills on the bar
	And he yelled out "drinks on the house"
	Now nobody could place where this dude was from
	But we knew that he was far from home
	But we drank to his health
	And the last to drink was big bad
	Solomon Jones
	Now there are some
	G's Who just run the streets
	And they live life in and out of jail
	And such was he, that kind of
	OG That looked like he'd been through hell
	With his hair in cornrows
	A mean mug grill
	Like a dog who's day is done
	He lit up the green stuff in his cigar
	And took hits one by one
	Now I got to thinking who this cat could be
	And what the hell is- going on
	Well I turned around and who was staring at him
	The lady that was known as
	Simone And the white t-shirt all stained with dirt
	He was trying not to be rude
	But he was trying to find another
	Good song on the jukebox
	So he could just set the mood
	Have you ever been out in the city streets
	With the gang-made players so clear
	Where the police and gangsters control the block
	And gunshots is all that you hear
	When the only sounds are the drums of war
	And you left out in the cold
	A half-dead man in a half-dead world
	And a yellow-brick road to go
	Then all of a sudden the music changed
	And everyone just held their post
	But it felt like a life had been robbed from you
	And everything that you held close
	That someone has stolen the women you love
	And that her love was a devil’s lie
	That your heart was gone and the best thing that you could do is crawl away and die
	It’s the painful cry of a man’s despair deep down in his bones
	I guess misery enjoys company, said big bad
	Solomon Jones
	And the stranger turned
	And his eyes had burned
	In a most peculiar way
	And the white t-shirt that was stained in dirt
	He sat in to watch me sway
	Then his mouth had frowned up in this kind of grin
	And he spoke in a voice so clear "Boys you don't know who I am And I know that you just don't care" "Now I'ma say these words 'Cuz these words are true And when I'm done here I'll be gone But one of you boys is a shiesty dog And his name is Solomon Jones"
	Then I ducked my head
	And the lights went out
	And two guns blazed in the dark
	Then I women swooned
	And the lights came on
	And the two men laced with the starch.
	With a bullet in his head
	And pumped full of lead
	Was big bad
	Solomon Jones
	What a thug from the street
	Who was hoeing his heat
	And who knows to that lady named
	Simone

	A bunch of wild boys was hanging around
	At the local neighborhood saloon
	And some cat kept dropping quarters down in the jukebox
	Playing all the favorite tunes
	And back by the bar playing cards looking hard
	Was big bad
	Solomon Jones
	And watching over his luck
	Was the love of his life
	Is the lady that was known as
	Simone When out of the night which was dark and cold
	Into the smokefilled dimlylit room
	Stumbled in a thug
	Who was smelling like bud
	And his eyes looked high as the moon
	He looked like a man with his foot in the grave
	And his lifetime about to be out
	Yet he slapped down some hundreddollar bills on the bar
	And he yelled out " drinks on the house"
	Now nobody could place where this dude was from
	But we knew that he was far from home
	But we drank to his health
	And the last to drink was big bad
	Solomon Jones
	Now there are some
	G' s Who just run the streets
	And they live life in and out of jail
	And such was he, that kind of
	OG That looked like he' d been through hell
	With his hair in cornrows
	A mean mug grill
	Like a dog who' s day is done
	He lit up the green stuff in his cigar
	And took hits one by one
	Now I got to thinking who this cat could be
	And what the hell is going on
	Well I turned around and who was staring at him
	The lady that was known as
	Simone And the white tshirt all stained with dirt
	He was trying not to be rude
	But he was trying to find another
	Good song on the jukebox
	So he could just set the mood
	Have you ever been out in the city streets
	With the gangmade players so clear
	Where the police and gangsters control the block
	And gunshots is all that you hear
	When the only sounds are the drums of war
	And you left out in the cold
	A halfdead man in a halfdead world
	And a yellowbrick road to go
	Then all of a sudden the music changed
	And everyone just held their post
	But it felt like a life had been robbed from you
	And everything that you held close
	That someone has stolen the women you love
	And that her love was a devil' s lie
	That your heart was gone and the best thing that you could do is crawl away and die
	It' s the painful cry of a man' s despair deep down in his bones
	I guess misery enjoys company, said big bad
	Solomon Jones
	And the stranger turned
	And his eyes had burned
	In a most peculiar way
	And the white tshirt that was stained in dirt
	He sat in to watch me sway
	Then his mouth had frowned up in this kind of grin
	And he spoke in a voice so clear " Boys you don' t know who I am And I know that you just don' t care" " Now I' ma say these words ' Cuz these words are true And when I' m done here I' ll be gone But one of you boys is a shiesty dog And his name is Solomon Jones"
	Then I ducked my head
	And the lights went out
	And two guns blazed in the dark
	Then I women swooned
	And the lights came on
	And the two men laced with the starch.
	With a bullet in his head
	And pumped full of lead
	Was big bad
	Solomon Jones
	What a thug from the street
	Who was hoeing his heat
	And who knows to that lady named
	Simone

	A bunch of wild boys was hanging around
	At the local neighborhood saloon
	And some cat kept dropping quarters down in the jukebox
	Playing all the favorite tunes
	And back by the bar playing cards looking hard
	Was big bad
	Solomon Jones
	And watching over his luck
	Was the love of his life
	Is the lady that was known as
	Simone When out of the night which was dark and cold
	Into the smokefilled dimlylit room
	Stumbled in a thug
	Who was smelling like bud
	And his eyes looked high as the moon
	He looked like a man with his foot in the grave
	And his lifetime about to be out
	Yet he slapped down some hundreddollar bills on the bar
	And he yelled out " drinks on the house"
	Now nobody could place where this dude was from
	But we knew that he was far from home
	But we drank to his health
	And the last to drink was big bad
	Solomon Jones
	Now there are some
	G' s Who just run the streets
	And they live life in and out of jail
	And such was he, that kind of
	OG That looked like he' d been through hell
	With his hair in cornrows
	A mean mug grill
	Like a dog who' s day is done
	He lit up the green stuff in his cigar
	And took hits one by one
	Now I got to thinking who this cat could be
	And what the hell is going on
	Well I turned around and who was staring at him
	The lady that was known as
	Simone And the white tshirt all stained with dirt
	He was trying not to be rude
	But he was trying to find another
	Good song on the jukebox
	So he could just set the mood
	Have you ever been out in the city streets
	With the gangmade players so clear
	Where the police and gangsters control the block
	And gunshots is all that you hear
	When the only sounds are the drums of war
	And you left out in the cold
	A halfdead man in a halfdead world
	And a yellowbrick road to go
	Then all of a sudden the music changed
	And everyone just held their post
	But it felt like a life had been robbed from you
	And everything that you held close
	That someone has stolen the women you love
	And that her love was a devil' s lie
	That your heart was gone and the best thing that you could do is crawl away and die
	It' s the painful cry of a man' s despair deep down in his bones
	I guess misery enjoys company, said big bad
	Solomon Jones
	And the stranger turned
	And his eyes had burned
	In a most peculiar way
	And the white tshirt that was stained in dirt
	He sat in to watch me sway
	Then his mouth had frowned up in this kind of grin
	And he spoke in a voice so clear " Boys you don' t know who I am And I know that you just don' t care" " Now I' ma say these words ' Cuz these words are true And when I' m done here I' ll be gone But one of you boys is a shiesty dog And his name is Solomon Jones"
	Then I ducked my head
	And the lights went out
	And two guns blazed in the dark
	Then I women swooned
	And the lights came on
	And the two men laced with the starch.
	With a bullet in his head
	And pumped full of lead
	Was big bad
	Solomon Jones
	What a thug from the street
	Who was hoeing his heat
	And who knows to that lady named
	Simone

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