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Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,

My Little Grass Shack

Leon Redbone

Whistling in the Wind

1994

guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
It won't be long 'til my ship will be

to
Check flow bo wjeżdża Bad Boy

A ty pal stuff Panu dziękuj
Amstaff z klanu szejków
Jak stal argumentów
Szach mat album w ręku
Pal stuff Panu dziękuj

'Babe, that's what I thought'

I'm ready to fucking go
Finna roast a bitch you already know
Make an album then I make my dough
I'm all the way up

Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing

Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing

button
We dropped this album yeah it's really sudden
I don't give a shit about your fake judging
You just jealous bout the beats I be crushing
By the time

on 
Tuck it by the waist like thick bitches putting a skirt on 

Oh, ima country ass thug ass nxgga 
It is what it is fuck what it was ass nxgga 
Raised

on a positive vibe but this I had to do
I'm down for gettin' dirty, boy, I came from the trenches
Too pussy to say my name but I heard the description
The shoe

many artists that have a bad first album, but their next one gets better. I hope this happened for me. 

All my broken dreams hanging by a noose
Just

Its Real Fresh on the beat
Born Sheldon Smart
Halal gang gave the start
With prime boys formed a supergroup
With the speed of a hyperloop
Toronto

time, folks
I first got to hear Mason at our Singers and Songbirds Songwriter Festival back in April
hosted by my non-profit, Roots in the Round, and when

ten on this album, so forgive me for wanting just the one
It could be good, maybe we should make some music, some music not by John
I could sing

Come on
We gon' see it through
More than just an album, this is DS2
Gotta be ready to go as soon as He said move
Rebuking any evil and them demons

boy he my enemy
He no friend to me
What you oughta be
Pull up, I'm on smoke
They all talk, in person they choke
Feel like I'll never grow old
Matter

I’m sitting On 
Albums that fye as fuck boy I’m hot niggas know I’m gon fry em up shooting back at Them  
Niggas I’ve cried enough regulate Prota g

even know how the shit feel, so

Send that boy straight to the stars, don't get no damn
Damn, my boy cost the album, scrap, damn, my boy got jam
If

There once was a bittersweet man and they called him, "Lemon Boy"
He was growing in my garden and I pulled him out by his hair like a weed
And like

There once was a bitter sweet man and they called him Lemon Boy
He was growing in my garden and I
Pulled him out by his hair like a weed
But like

The boy e too honest
Don't tell me everything 
Don't tell me anything
If you no get bar, if you no get card
Call me Triiga ya ya ya oh yaa

Let me

Lotta people sleep, while I'm out here trying to get it
Before i see my fate, i jus wana see a million
Let my top down, on the beach I'm kickin shit

that take it slow and take her time with me 
Hop up in the Royce we can roll to the beach 
A shawty that remind me of the ocean breeze 
So what you tryna

it 

If I let you spend the night it's Cus I fuck witchu
Midnight at the beach I'm tryna vibe witchu 
FaceTime late night I'm tryna talk to you
If I

All on ya bare skin mink
Soft on the bear skin rug
I am nothing that you need
Post up on the sand like a queen
I know that's your favorite beach
It