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Legend of the U.S.S. Titanic

Jaime Brockett

Remember the Wind and the Rain

of money.

Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist, 
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession 
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by

Alright class lets get this started
Where's my ruler
You can use my ruler Mrs Johnson
Aw sit down you!
OK Roll call! We got Kyle, Cameron, Hunter,

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

Just Another Band from L.A.

1972

(dear lord) 

I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!) 

I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar! 

By two o'clock,

Take Me Home

Brother Ali

The Undisputed Truth [Bonus DVD]

2007

a worthy pool 
Of peers to be competed with
I see my shit with Son House and Syl Johnson
And always loose, I done lost face too 
But I'm sporting their

know she dead wrong,
Thinking bout what she said now my thoughts running long,
By the end of this pain all my feelings all gone,

Picking these bills so

on his chest
Help me get 'em off," wait, you're breakin' his neck (alright)
You grab that end, dick, I'll grab this end
I told him not to lift when he

tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall

Respectfully Miss Brooks

Marty Robbins

Rock'n Roll'n Robbins [Compilation]

1985

an old, old friend
Just like a used to be
Well, I know by heart the words
She wrote to me

Oh yeah, well, well

She said, "Dear Mister Johnson
Please sent

different dimensional tentacle havin
Make a man homosexual, unacceptable ass pussy

That's fuckin' gross
You were this close Jamal, but she was swept up by ya

German Lunch

Frank Zappa

You Can't Do That on Stage Anymore, Vol. 5

1992

in berlin?
I don't live in berlin.
Where do you live?
I live in texas.
Texas?
Texas.
Oh I see, lyndon johnson lives in texas too, does he not?
I know,

a take me away
Thinking of mama
She would be sad that's tragic shit
I devise a plan, I can make suicide look like an accident
Hop on the freeway, head

brothers everybody else is scheming

I could make that body rock, something like Dwayne Johnson
And if they talk then we gon give 'em shots, like Johnson

to eat that
She’s hard to break
She’s No Kit-Kat
My poems, my raps
It’s not Love because i had my thing strapped
She’s luscious
But by now it would have

Then hit a swish, by the time we finished our dish
She replying to your text like new phone, who this? (haha)
That boy pissed like a junior trying out

Lineker
Gyal in Ohio
She got my bars in a bye go
Loves what I do with a biro
Gyal from Compton and Wisconsin
Keep asking for a pic of my johnson

tight you know that I'm gonna pipe
She my candy, She my Skittle, She my fucking Mike & Ike
Skyline, Three-Way, Threesome if her friends alright
Cudi in

that she rolled up
So the whole club got smoke and the coke was like Goldust
Girl, work this out just like Cole does
Yeah sex and drugs, thought I

1:

I had too many problems
Blessings gonna follow
Now it's getting hard to rest
Better check the caution
Feeling like I'm Johnson
Really did it just

yeah
And when it's all said and done and ya money
Gone, We Gone Be Straight

Ok now
We gone be alright shawty we gone be straight
My diamonds look like

and
Done and ya money gone, we Gone Be Straight
Ok now
We gone be alright shawty we gone be straight
My diamonds look like light shawty
That's why I'm always

(Woah, Woah)
Shit (Alright)
(Ha, ha, Just hit a jugg, finna cash out)
(Hop in the coupe, it's so fast now)
(Niggas in the Beamer or the Jag now)

kinfolk (yeah), many foes
Alright, nephew

This shit for my kinfolk, mini 'fros and these perms
All the soul in these words gon' have lows, don't be