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stay strong,
But my hustle my passion
I've been righting my wrongs
I'm a rockstar, baby, like Marilyn Manson
Hoes coming by the dozen, I ain't cheap, Nor

and cracked
I'm just a Pennsylvania boy 
Take it day by day
You're just a sweet sweet girl
Trying to change my ways
Everybody wants to sing the blues
How about

To the times that I've ran out the door.

IÂ've been taken by surprise by some women in rouge

I pray He'll forgive me for singing the backslider blues.

I hope

This one's for all my,
Real Star Wars heads
We gon' make Star Wars
Make it Great Again

This one's for all my,
Real Star Wars heads
We gon' make Star

Boweavil Blues

Bessie Smith

The Essential Bessie Smith

1997

Hey boweavil, don't bring them blues no more
Hey boweavil, don't bring them blues no more
Boweavil's here, boweavil's everywhere you go

I

Just past Friar's Point, over where the crossroads lay
Just past Friar's Point, over where the crossroads lay

I was walking by the cotton fields,

on.
I sing it to you nice 'cause i want a slice
really like your eyes can i come along
I sing it to you nice 'cause i want a slice
really like your eyes

Sing along to the one you on
And the one you off, keep it paused
Carry your cross, to get across
The narrow road, don't fall off,
Don't get lost deep in

Twitty get a red white and blue guitar
Build a swimming pool like Webb did and you'll be a country star.

Be tall like Sonny James or tell jokes like

not turn, I shall not yield
Oh, selfsame serpent sting my heel
That bleeds my lady's blood away
Beside the blue-eyed hound to lay
Angels sing their

aint shit but tricks and treats
I'm Freddi Krueger that crank Future, bangin beats by Lex Luger
Lord knows, hallelujah you Superman I'm Lex Luthor
Jargon

know I don't play
Yo, 21
(21)
take it away
All of my money blue, wow
Let me tell you something you already know now, (21)
B4L, I'm steppin'
Gold grill

on
Goin breezy on these bitches
Thats word to my nigga nas
I be by the bar fresh to death no coffin
Back outside and a nigga feeling awesome
Fly aviator but

National Disgrace

Atmosphere

Seven's Travels

2003

[Slug]
(I pledge allegiance to Budweiser and free drugs)
Peace to Rick James, Anna Nicole Smith, Bill Clinton
and Motley Crue
And anyone else who has

violets, blue, they don't give a what

Roses are red, violets are blue
I really just don't give a fuck about you
The day is still shy and the nights are

these girls, probably never had to fight so hard
But you really killing me boo, when I’m out of town
You always by my side, you could’ve kicked me

When the grass was green
And the birds would sing
Laying in my father's arms as time flew by
Reaching every dream
Cause it didn't seem
That days

the bitches sing along
Blue will get a Grammy yeah it won't be long
Yeah I see a new hottie, I don't wanna fein but she got a body
And it's all, yeah it's all I

Lose Control

Missy Elliott

The Cookbook

2005

your hands in the air)

Well, my name is Ciara for all you fly fellas
No one can do it better (she'll sing on a capella)
Boy, the music makes me lose

Tipping Point
Deep like Finnegan's Wake, Eubie Blake, the rumble of a 9-point quake
Deep Like Stevie's Wondrous compositions, cs I'm so Overjoyed by your

Faces of Death

Spice 1

1990-Sick

1995

'm wrong 
Say no, sing a sad song ohh, 'cause a, 
Cause a hoe's are gon' lay on, we all gon' hash one day 
Well all right on, uh sayer, sprayer, East Bay,

And fly so damn far away
It won't have to sing

O say I can't breathe
By the red and blue lights
So proudly we hail
At the ones that we smite
O'er the land

to sing
'Cause you were everything, everything to me
I didn't realize I felt this way, until that day
Today I'm missing Lucy, and you say that she's OK, I

name ain’t James I can’t flop
Slippin, better get a grip nigga don’t slide
Nigga, imma turn 2 rings to 4 wanna
Shoot shit nigga imma deflate the ball