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song 'cause I got pink
Even Wax got on pink behind the camera
Big stick, nigga, ain't no standards
I run with the pack
I feel like Barry Sanders
Bro stay

work)
Got moves like MJ back in the day
And he represent the dy-dy-dynasty
We call him Boy Wonder for the mirra laws??
Hit a note like a ball that Barry

You live in A Lazarus Soul
In the Dubliners' songs of old
And the Pogues
The art that never grows old

You Live in
Fireworks at the prefabs
Cash for

I'm Magic Johnson's 
death in a box with Jordan's pops that ass'll never take another 
breath 
'cause, I write the songs like Barry Manilow 
I like my

Party for the Fight to Write

Atmosphere

Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EPs

2000

intro: This is one of those songs you can clap along too...

[Slug]
Hides the eyes beneath the bill of the cap
Walks amoungst the flies that hover

nothing new
I ride around by myself listening to the blues
John Hooker, he was legendary
We sang about the same pain, musical visionary
Everybody dies, but

nothing new
I ride around by myself listening to the blues
John Hooker, he was legendary
We sang about the same pain, musical visionary
Everybody dies, but

minimum wage
I know you hate John 
But consider him a pawn 
On the front lawn
Of life
Now he's got a new wife
Three new children 
So I gotta be buildin'

could've sang Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da together and taught their children songs by the Beatles

And I cant imagine that the guy that wrote Imagine would've been

corpses of children
Filled with my juice, I raped them
Shit don't bother me
Ain't that gotta be
Horribly wrong of me
Well it's sorta the
Reason everybody

4 Seasons

Redman

Blackout! [Clean]

1999

tical
Still gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual
Sing a song of sixpence
Pocket full of chits
Too many rappers be on john gotti's dick
Now this

and walking by the babbling brook
And watching blond haired, blue eyed children setting fire to their books
Yet they say he was a monster, the leader

Wee Willie John McFadden was
A loyal Orange Prod
Who thought that Ian Paisley was just
One step down from God
He thought they ate the children
In

longer wrote songs but wrote music equations I used my bills as an excuse my children have to eat right? Plus this business don't care all they puttin' out

Hello and welcome, one and all
This is your host, John Tyler Trautman
What we have here is The Ledger's Voice
A reworked, supplemented version

8:46 i look thru the list 
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in

cancer and die
People get hit by trucks and die
People just living their lives
Get erased for no reason
With the rest of us watching from the side

Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete

get real good
Following footsteps just like I should
Made songs with Wu-Tang and Tribe
Working with Elton John and Mary J. Blige
Meeting with A. Harrell

the shit so she calls me the John
I'll keep her till I find my queen, she a pawn
Y'all would pawn away your soul just to get on
So I yawn
And I called most

everyone takes
Day in, day out
Signs say "stay in," "stay out"
John and Cece make it look easy
Bread in the morning and songs in the evening
Up in the hills

and die
People get hit by trucks and die
People just living their lives
Get erased for no reason with the rest of us watching from the side

And some

An old man who lived by the side of the road
Stopped me and said he had no place to go
He told me "hey kid, i've had a good life
I've raised all my

SING A SONG OF SUNSHINE
(Children’s novelty sing a long)
  
CHORUS
SING A SONG OF SUNSHINE
And the clear blue skies
Let’s all sing a happy song
Be