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Play, he get stepped on in Rick Owens (think I'm playin'?)
I got that shit on, man, I got blood on my laces
Forgot I'm rich and famous
"monkeys on parole"
And how many copies did the first album
"mop: to the death" sold?
And if "how about some hardcore" went gold?
What up with these r&b
backwards for, "Fuck them damn niggas"
Buck them damn triggers
You charge us, bodies fill up them damn rivers
'Cause everybody wanna be the best rapper
Listening to my calm down album
Owen by Owen
Trying to remember your eyes
Missing you deeply
Trying to fall asleep
Cause maybe I'll see you in my
Listening to my calm down album
"Owen" by Owen
Trying to remember your eyes
Missing you deeply
Trying to fall asleep
Cause maybe I'll see you in my
hating the fact
I be smoking on the weed to relax
Love her body cause she keep it intact
Now I'm sneaking in the key on the mat
You'll be mine by the end
could he be talkin' 'bout?
I been stayin' outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch
You were workin' on the album, I was listenin' now
Then Doug called,
Wills - Cherokee Maiden; Buck Owens - Tiger By The Tail; Hank Williams - goes without sayin'. Now that's what I'm dob
Yes sir, that's what I'm talking
like bulimic
Pardon, my High Tyme album a problem
A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
A bitch that
Who rocks mics?
Thought was fact
Thought was fact
I got 20,000 reasons
A couple hundred bucks
About to cause some movement
Fuck that shit up
I'm
bout?
i been stayin outta trouble shit i bin on the couch
i was workin on the album i was listenin now
then doug called (ay you spoke to J?)
Yea is it
go in
She sucking on my shit she blowin
We finna have a kid named owen
That you know I ain't fuckin ownin
Lotta deep shit that I'll cover on this album
deals with people, I don't like to owe 'em
Only pair of Converse that I got were some Rick Owens ones
He ran out too quick and then he walked, he really
four
Tryna look like the vampire with black owens
But I Guess I'll be myself, with a honorable presence
Subjectively lust-n on pretty skin, that is what
Every song is a homicide
My breath of fresh air is formaldehyde
Just let the album ride
I'm back in the zone, it's 2009
You on the browser lines
Yeah, look how I walk (Walk)
Yeah, look how I talk (Talk)
Rockin' Rick Owens (Rick)
VLone, my top (Top)
Real rockstar with a real rockstar bitch, she
the jeans be cut
Rick Owen socks, Rick Owen for the dubs
Bitch I fly to Greece and you know I kept the stubs
Giannis 34 and I'm playing for the Bucks
What
Today I went to Major Matt's
To remaster my old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was pretty sure I saw Will Oldham
He was wearin' the same
OPEN UP YOUR HEART
(Buck Owens)
« © '66 Blue Book Music »
Open up your heart and let my love come in
Open up your heart and let my life begin
on the lawn
Dinosaur Victrola listenin' to Buck Owens
Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my backdoor
Well, tambourines and elephants are playin' in the band
Won't
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
wouldn't go nowhere, took the detour
When you see the someone in the crack right by the sea shore?
When you see them brand new le Fleurs on the floor?
If
at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
A dinosaur Victrola list'ning to Buck Owens.
Do do do lookin out my back door
Tambourines and elephants
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
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