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Sing like Bilal! Spizzy, F-4
Sing-sing like Bilal!

They tell us sing like Bilal
Dance like Justin
Rap like Lil' Wayne before he got busted
Keep your

deputes stacks
Half for me, got her realize
Only got two g's back, damn


I hate muthafuckin’ cops like Justin
Vowby and Richard Murphy
So I paid

Life would've been different if I grew up in Chalfont St Giles
But I grew up in KG, made me cagey
Lucky that I always got home safely
Only know that

cigarettes to look cooler
I only stop by to look through ya
& I'm only getting greedier
cnd I'm still Mr. Youmedia
cnd I still can't find Talent
cnd I'm still

Twice now I have been to a sub-par takeaway-only variant of McDonald's
Once in Westward Ho! and once near Uplowman
In both cases the restaurants have

brain replaced by years
And the years takes away all the best as everyone knows
Everyone knows
Only thing stays unchanged, my rot feelings
But I don't

Between Stages
Music and Lyrics By: Justin Busch (Justinrbusch@yahoo.com) & Jeff Dane

V1:
4 bald tires
Long lonely road
Got another 200 miles
Yet

Lady Lazarus baby it’s only so sweet
Just in case I wake up and realize I’m still alone

When I jumped into the pool
I had Justin by my side
And there’s

Everything that's done was always
Never done for you
It's only done for Justin
Just in time to craft a smile
A smile
But I don't know now
Who's to stay

On Labor Day morning the traffic uncoils
Into bike racks and brake lights and asphalt and oil It crawls off towards autumn and by afternoon

or the coolest but
One thing you can't do is doubt my influence
I know the Father, but I'm viewed like a bastard
I think my friends only share their struggles

games. 

You know sometimes I wonder.
Where I would be by now.
If I hadn't found you,
and helped you out.

But that was seventeen summers ago.

Now you find

games. 

You know sometimes I wonder.
Where I would be by now.
If I hadn't found you,
and helped you out.

But that was seventeen summers ago.

Now you find

California Ain’t That Far
Music and Lyrics By: Justin Busch (JustinRBusch@yahoo.com) & Dave Tough

V1:
We were just about as wild as we were young

then you don't know me

Yesterday, I put my hands on my head
As I looked to the sky
Yesterday, I never realised how
Much time flew by, yesterday
Ten

I'm recordin' that shit on
The fuckin' little mic
By the little camera thing on
The fuckin' Mac book
So this shit is choppy and bad quality
But fuck

All I Am Is Yours
Words and Music By: Justin Busch (JustinRBusch@yahoo.com) & Dave Tough

V1:
There somewhere along the way
I was a lonely man lead

the incubator
And I ain't ever prayed so much in my life
Life of an entertainer
They wanna keep the old Justin alive
But I don't wanna entertain you
My little