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Proud and strong and made to be free,
Can't go wrong on the Robert E. Lee.
Got the sun in my eyes and the wind in my face.
And it's good just to be alive.
Best love I ever had was this world when it was new
Back in nineteen-seventy all the way to eighty-two
Things were heavenly around the town where I
like the sovereign
Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets
Focus, flawless, New York to Europe
To lands where my feet ain't even touch the soil yet
on capitals like the sovereign
Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets
Focus, flawless, New York to Europe
To lands where my feet ain't even touch
Palmer Williams, Jr.
Verse
There was a time
When our love was new
When all that really mattered was to be with you
Now all that’s changed
All we’ve
crisp
Its good like this
Later on I gots ta go see the catman
My boy ? ? ?
I don't know got some new girl
Every time we speak
Freaks glazed in the heat
corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on
Oh stay at home with me, dear
corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on
Oh stay at home with me, dear
grooves
Stirrin' the pot, plottin' on serving my niggaz food
I had to take a walk for a minute
Mind been at war for a minute
Baby know I'm home when I'm in
HEART TO HEART TALK
WITH LEONA WILLIAMS
WRITER LEE ROSS
How foolish can you be to be ruled by jealousy
Could you throw away what was planned
Why
scratched but I don't got nails
Got my own truck but I want to drive trails
Plus I won a house in ATL and that depends on my sales
And I'm tryin' to get
Katrina
If I raise her right, then maybe she can take over FEMA
Spike Lee in New Orleans shooting documentaries
And Game still in Cali eating off
hundred degrees in this bitch
All that chatter that you chatter 'bout my manner just don't matter
I don't, I don't forth and backer
I clack-clacka
jewelry, money, and clothes
I always get out of the trouble I'm in
I want to walk away, start over again
I left my bible by the side of the road
Carve
with niggaz
But I still threw my bone, cause I grew up with these niggaz
'cause came home man, he looking good
Fell off, having problems in the hood
Anna-Lee
(Kent Hilli, Michael Palace)
There are moments when life pass us by
When a word never said was goodbye
When a love that we shared for
“I'm No Hank Williams” by Corey Smith from the CD “Hard-Headed Fool”
I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain
I'm standing on the threshold
that's what I like, boy
That's what I like
Pie and mash and liquor, walking about in the rain
William Brookes and comical looks, pianos, trams and trains
rose
She in the bathroom indisposed
Send all the company on
Im on the highway doing 105, get outta my way lemme make it back home
Wait why tf am I
ears have ever known
Just an old fashioned feeling in my bones
Country comforts and the road that's going home
Down at the mill they've got a new
fast with no antifreeze needed
Just whisky and weed and a pad and a beat that's unknown John Doe on the tag of the toe
I feel like a king in my home
Chicago
She like my slow flow, and like my turbo
I'm like yo, we can burn the herbal
I got the purple, and you in my circle
By them hips I can tell she
reppin L.A
Crips, Bloods, homes going loco
My Glock to me, is like Ice Cube and Yo-Yo
Sitting in a low-low, on chrome spinners
Nobody drop nothing this
the fuck y'all niggas on
I ain't got time for what the fuck y'all niggas on
My cup full of henny I'm in the zone
I'm a be drunk by the time y'all niggas home
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