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from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
Fifteen years Le Bing Son
Fought side by side with the Americans
In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam
In '75 Saigon fell
And he left his
unholy seismic shift[00:44.02]I'm tireder than I've got a right to be[00:47.47]A little messed round by humanity[00:51.15]That dress lies crumpled
old man Walker's land
Retired on his 68th birthday
Yeah, he wore a size sixteen shoe, had skin like alligator
Lord, he could pick up a deer and walk
with you
In the bed, in the pool
Moods all in tune
Tell me what you need, 'cause I need you baby
I set the color to red
Temperature 68
c bed made for two
cant see B.I.G. wit telepathy
the recipe of picture hardcore wit a gun
pimpin aint easy but it's always fun
when I bust my nut
I bust em one by one
so
nuts I bust 'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun?
Dreams of fucking an R&B bitch
I'm just playing, but I'm saying
Dreams of fucking an R&B bitch
Never, by any means necessary better
Get up off your ass and get my money 'fore I stretch yah
Out in front your doorstep, when I brandish this .45th
You
always playing coy
It's the comeback of the genius
The Musicianary legend
Focused on my frappuccino
Man this thing is a godsend
As my life is beginning
Come all you rounders if you want to hear the story about a brave engineer
Casey Jones was the roller's name on a 68 wheeler course he won his fame
Can't tell by the diamonds in my rings?
That's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
And another one, and another one
And another one, 24-karats,
am, I am somebody
1 mètre 68 de hauteur, 40 centimètres de largeur
Moi j'étais tout sauf un moteur pour les p'tits mecs en chaleur
Alors, en manque
am, I am somebody
1 mètre 68 de hauteur, 40 centimètres de largeur
Moi j'étais tout sauf un moteur pour les p'tits mecs en chaleur
Alors, en manque
(Loaded)[00:18.70]Gotta step like this when this shit rollin' (Rolling)[00:21.68]Count up all this money, this the real deal (Real deal)[00:24.65]Put that bitch on ten, I
wanna do is have fun with my loved ones (what?)
The thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got 'em by the dozen
When they buzzin', quick to say fuck
wanna do is have fun with my loved ones (what?)
The thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got 'em by the dozen
When they buzzin', quick to say fuck
SHADOWS OF HER MIND
(Kris Kristofferson)
« © '68 Careers BMG Music »
I met her sadly in the slowly falling rain
Crying softly in her loveliness
you ain't nothin' to me
My partners swing your block like Uber Eats
I done put a Lambo on my wrist, hey
Stand on this pound, I'll be 6"8
Keep
I worked all week
Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved
I got the cover off the '68
I fired it up, and let them horses sing
A little pretty
Come all you rounders, if you wanna hear
The story 'bout a brave engineer
Casey Jones was the rounder's name
On a 68 wheeler, boys, he won his fame
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I devised
Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved
I got the cover off the '68
I fired it up, and let them horses sing
A little pretty thing
A little tan leg
6/8
1/3 5/4 number four |1/5 |
6- |2 |
Girl, I'm so lonesome tonight
4
I was just lyin' here wonderin' where you are
|1
And what you're doin'
|4/1
Find me by the water, I can bang now
All about a dollar, I can bang that, yeah
Ridin' for my partnas, I can bang that
I do what I wanna, I can
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