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Tin Mackerel

Dem se mi sweet like honey in a pot
Run Dong coconut wid likl curry in a dat
Mi a yu favourite cake wid icing pan top
Ice cream

Put a hit out
And it's only the outro
Pops be like
"Jamal you ain't gon' never listen, holy mackerel!"
Look

Holy mackerel holy mackerel can't tell

Verified, co-signed by fate
Sway in the foyer
Braided, embroidered
Into each others' days

Holy Mackerel, Holy Mackerel
Holy Mackerel, Holy Mackerel

MACKEREL SKY

I look out my window
All I see is a Mackerel Sky
Low as the wind blows
I can feel the tears in my eyes
Where - Moist air
Reaches

No
No one around
Smoke
Smoke chokes my lungs
You can't see my Mackerel Eyes...
You can't see my Mackerel Eyes...
Pain
Shorts out my brain
Life
Life

a
Bayou lullaby
He jumped into the pit
Out of anger from the tie
By the Holy Mackerel!

Off the cliff into the well and far
I cast myself to all hell

old skipper
Now you can't catch me

In this windy old weather
Stormy old weather, boys when the wind blows
We'll all go together

Up jumped the mackerel

The whole a Tavern, Hope Flats back to Common
Tin mackerel affi kill we 'cause we nah go bow fi salmon
The whola, the whole a Free Way a Barbican
Tin

Dance to Your Daddy

Steve O'Connor

Lullaby Baby: Soothing Vocal Lullabies

2007

dance ti' th' daddy, my little man

You shall have a fishy on a little dishy
You shall have a fishy when the boat gets in 
You shall have a mackerel

it’s mackerels and tunas
On the road it’s 30's and Lugers
Finesse these broad day booting's
Still finesse these broad day booting's

Harlem O dare you

Oh my god
Used to eating mackerel for dinner
Now its steak and lobster when I'm famish
Another year New Benz finna get a set of twins
Her throat a V8

Pop some adderall
Mossin on my block
Wanna have it all
Sippin with the clique
Holy mackerel
Got me lick licked up off the alcohol
But im mobbin with

they're nothing
Yeah she's over mackerel, she's over herring
To her you're just a heartache on a Hustler forty-five
And fish trap and bait trap for the last

Vibe Night Alecs in the streets
Weekend Girls all around me 
gyal ott and spicy
like the mackerel tin
gyal a bubble like a one dance
one whine

In a big body gotta call the whip Stavros
Never get stale Tom Devito when I crack jokes
Snorting fish scale yea it glisten like a mackerel
Hitting 6

mackerel and promote her to mutton
Nana nana na no skylarking
Addi anuh addi button
Me born from nothing so
Me must waan something a 7 deadly sins
Me add

and chat bare fuckry
Me and her inna di kitchen ah chef up something
Tin ah bully beef, tin ah mackerel, dumplin
To di shower, two ah we, ah so me and her

will forget
I ain't remembered yet
Like mackerel in a net
I forget to forget

And you saw nothing in my eyes but yourself
Nothing in my eyes
I

Angels of the Bowling Green

Augie March

Sunset Studies

2000

Fantasies of fins,
So be off baby seal.
Swim little fish...

Under mackerel sun, you're unnatural
O how, how do they breathe?
And whales hear whales

Up in Fox Island

Stan Rogers

For the Family

It's up in Fox Island, prosperity lies
Mackerel are plenty, but not many flies
Business is booming, starvation's unknown
Bananas and oranges

fall
Mi ave a phone a God alone mi a call

Yo Mobsta Way
We use to tin mackerel
Now ah lobster days( Uh feel a joke)
And every song wah mi sing dwag ina

the wind

Mackerel sky, mackerel sky
Never long wet and never long dry
Silver scales, grey mares tails 
Make lofty ships carry low sails
Splayed out in

Mackerel on a Monday
Pollock on a Tuesday
Crab on a Wednesday
And Thursday night
Ling on a Friday
Lobster on a Saturday
Fish for your tea is

let it Go
She like to suck so I let her tho
Bitch doing splits holy Mackerel
Walk wit limp so I'm bagging Hoes

They on my shit like jock tho
Yeah they