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into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's

badly needs that can wiat
(wi-at? That's a new English
Word which means wait)

I've been waiting for some reaction
To the album from American
Listeners

the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,

Fantastic 4

Big Punisher

The Professional

1998

fiend though, I'll come fuck up your whole town like el nino
I'm the hottest nigga you've seen though
Jumpin outta lex coupe
With jimmy jones right next

rappers gone I'm the rebound,
If I'm in Chinatown drop a Ni Hao,
If I'm with Fatty Phew I'm up in G-town, YEAH!
If I wasn't so loved I would take my enemies

favorite collaborators, Gerry Genius Charles, from Full Force who has worked on several of my Christmas albums. I auditioned for his group and they were

the promo
Shouldn't've bothered from the start
'Cause the cancer left his lungs and it's on my grandfather's heart
Yeah, just not the side that the beat is

Heading straight on in to the afterlife
I'm leaning to the left, I got my head in her lap
Hold on, I've been led into some kind of a trap
Where we ask no

Honey evil laugh oh

Lcve is just a history that they may prove
And when you're gone
I'll tell them my rcligion's you
When Pontius comes to kill

hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.

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

here 

2: Clothes Of Sand

Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand, 
Who has taken you far from my land, 
Who has said my saying were wrong,

with so
Much talent in one place
Hard work, brilliance
And a certain kind of honest vulnerability
Machine Gun Kelly's open enthusiasm
Has been

at 3 to pick up Annie and Jack
And drops them off with the sitter, working back to back

Hey hey it's gone be ok
Everything's gonna be alright
Hey

'Cause this road I've traveled has been
Long and full of heartache
But the heartache's gone when nobody's around
When them Hollywood lights all go dim

was Christopher Stephen Allen Jones and he said to Samantha
"now listen here you're my kind of person"
No no no no no no no
No no no no no no no
"I am

and barriers, should've cried more at my grandmother's burial

And the world is gone and I don't care, you know there's no going back
The world is dead and I

of all its cares
It has the arts
We've The Salmon of Knowledge
And blistered hearts
My Ireland has warriors like
Damien Dempsey singing 'Colony'
And Katie

owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following

Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws?
I wanna do it
Let's draw straws
Jack said, "we should work together"
Three of a kind, birds of a feather
Now

Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws?
I wanna do it
Let's draw straws
Jack said, "we should work together"
Three of a kind, birds of a feather
Now

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

what it's got sitting within it
It's the people and the reach of those who came and who have gone
It's an amalgamation of the things you've chased since