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Well, if you take Hang-highway, drive to the north and follow it as far as it goes
You'll arrive in a town, called Simshole City, capital of County

And I don't give a fuck anymore
What the fuck did you thought
I'm just about to fuck it up
Got like eight different bottles in my cup
Yeah I'm about

Everytime

Rusty Truck

Broken Promises

to this perilous tale, when Jonah's thrown into the sea
Well he got swallowed alive by the whale, then spit out sweet Jonah was free

Yeah the bottle's half

Driving 30 down the highway cuz it feel natural to let People. Pass. By me

You'll find me
Lost in thought. at the same time
Not a lot. On my mind

I

Papa's Home

Widespread Panic

Everyday

1993

in the chair
Turning pages of photographs
Warm in their memories
Falling asleep by the fire

To the highway where some new cowboys go
Drivers

to take your hand
And walk with you
Through the noise of life, He's reaching out to you
By the cross, by the cross
Don't turn away again, He gives life

Game Over

Tinchy Stryder

Third Strike

2010

Yeah, Time to get that profit all in,
Won't rest till all my nigga's rocket ballin',
I don't even think I stopped this morning,
I'm that nigga

that rocket in my pocket
And if you feel a way, I'll slime you out
Used to post up by the mall, waiting till that piece hit
Yeah
My heart cold, girl I'm

play my cards right somebody ask me what the deal is
Yeaa
Who da fuck you
High up on a cloud looking right up cross the view
See bitches, seeing bottles

know that I got options? 
Going to the top (Aye)
Like I'm in a rocket 
Your girlfriend wanna pop 
And I do not mean pop pills 
(Don't stop, pop that

timeouts in a rocket can't be grounded
My ship it start to thicken up from all the ounces

By day I drip like this
Rosé got hits like this
Get this lettuce I

buy the bar, I know that you can't
I can buy that car, I know that you can't

[Verse 1: Quavo]
No you can't, no you can't
You don't sip that lean by

I know that you can't
I can buy that car, I know that you can't

No you can't, no you can't
You don't sip that lean by the pint
You a peon, you don't

Crash

David Byrne

David Byrne

1994

I saw my love by the restaurant
Diggin for home fries in a garbage can

Ice cream & cake
Sweetness & light
A bottle of wine
That would be nice ?

know me better, better
Highway love's gonna mess me up (Alright, alright)
Nights like these when I need your touch (Alright, alright)
Kicking it high in

osier, and his face,
Rough-redden'd with a thousand winter gales,
Not only to the market-cross were known,
But in the leafy lanes behind the down,
Far

and gave me the victory now me am standing and ruling like King, you géré my problems on the cross, me am having no worries at all. Your grace and your

This grind ain't working for me
I'd rather chill on some ocean front property
Or I could be in Amarillo by morning
I cross my heart you better write this

Walkin' on pavement is soaking with water
I just survived getting hit by a motor
I walk the cross walk holding cross getting cross, fuck man, all

you all haters
Open your dome before that long scope
Put your face in the stars like Carl Sagan
Walking around cross faded giving you
Those raw hay

my gratitude
They gave me nothing but attitude
In my solitude
Cross me and you'll see the magnitude
I live by Latitude
But these niggas be acting rude

MP Makoto
Ayy, Venxm
What you cooking?
Welcome to my world
I live by the moon and I promise that's all
I move in the night, whirl
I came a long way

Bottle in My Hand

Hayes Carll

KMAG YOYO (& Other American Stories)

2011

Well, I followed my feet across this land
A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand
From the cold, cold east
To the woods out west
Ain't no home

Know his name Jesus Christ
By his people he was hated and crucified
I'm telling the truth no lies
Hung on the cross in the midst of the week
Caused