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of a gun, I'll pull out a stick from woodworking The black Hacksaw Jim Duggin stay lurking Creepin, I'm in the shadows, the nightshade You want the tail in
I ain't waiting... wood-working man I ain't waiting... for your final house call I ain't waiting... for you fabricating I ain't waiting... for your
on full display in the half-empty town square of Jackson, Mississippi, where an open-air demonstration of The woodworking skills of Todd Tree was underway
with a bag of woodworking tools, Joanna She must be my dream girl, though I've yet to travel the world, Joanna They can't see your roots in me I'll
Salsa Dancing Scandi Rocking Scuba diving Snorkeling Sourdough Stamp collecting Tattooing Trainspotting True crime Woodworking Yoga Looking at birds
should be afraid we unleashing some ruthless shit Now niggas got some motion woodworking that groupie shit Too busy chasing billions this rapping shit
of his child, He spoke of woodworking, His voice delicate and mild And in between pulls of wine He laughed at me Saying I am obsessed with how the shama
takes a dive, His beautiful plumage Fanning out all around Him as he drops in free fall. Next, putting his best Wood-working skills to use, My
Antipsychotics Woodworking Passive income Mental health day Stop smoking Eat healthy Start smoking Do what you say you will Stay hydrated
popping out the woodworkings Pick and pop a nigga like Irving in a all black big body suburban Catch me at the light, uh, swerving off the bourbon, asked
fun too. I'm a little carpenter, watch me soar, In the world of woodworking, there's always more. With tools in hand and a heart full of cheer, I'll
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