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sick dawg
Bet yuh catch a fever
Yup
Ah bagga grip
By di time yuh leave yah
Stop
Nuh Badda trip
Cause we ano idiot
(Dawg )
Me jus get me visa
Miami
JFK

favourite cafe
In time, do family stuff, ooh
We could spend the whole night by the sea
Or just Sundays binge watching TV
In time, we could fall in love
Yeah I

to Sunday, Sunday to someday it’s gonna be heavenly 
Tore myself apart, broke myself to get the recipe 

Now I got recipe now I’m preaching to my destiny 
You

It's been 9 years since the day I thought would never come
Took me by surprise and then completely shocked everyone
You battled on your own but I

Okay
Watch

Yeah, Tommy just got out of jail (got out of jail? Got out of jail)
Two months he couldn't make bail (couldn't make bail? Couldn't make

Wreck of the Old '97

Connie & Babe

Down the Road to Home

1995

on the Southern railroad.

It was 97, the fastest train
Ever ran the Southern line,
All the freight trains and passengers take the side for 97,
For she's bound

wasn't three months after I left 
That papa done gone lost his mind
We found him in the shed with a bullet in his head 
And the dog sittin' by his side

Oh

Don't know the time or day but the fact is, I don't care
Ain't worked in a month of Sundays and Monday's never here
This margarita, senorita,

Soulsville

Huey Lewis & the News

Soulsville

2010

to find
That means an increase in the welfare line
Crime rate is rising too
If you are hungry, what would you do?

Rent is two months past due

a month of Sundays
Maybe in a war I would still read the wrong signs
But I don't mind it
Being in the darkness, baby
To be by your side, I would walk

on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
 
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but

bottles
By the dozen
On the bar
Where I was servin
Swerving through streets
On ten drinks
Life is over
Anyway I'm gonna go live for moment
Reck this rover

enough it can sure give me wings to fly
But first I feel I have to say goodbye
Going through the weeks and flying by the months
And showing off in front

She wakes up from the deepest sleep she's had this week
She'd like to know why she's so tired
Flicking through last month's Country Living
Life's

Daddy's running the moonshine still
Praying for some liquid gold
He's Running in them Oneida Hills
Where the crystal creeks stay flowing
Every Sunday

hated by a couple but I'm love by gyally
And mans retarded so put down the bally
Swarmz keeps coming with a hox white alley

Don't let me run tru'

a whole 180
Now she telling me to wait
(Wait)
She in the passenger seat handful of food with no dinner plate
Have been that dude picking up an eighth
Cap it

What’s the point of love
What’s the point of love
If you ain’t getting enough
I ain’t seen you in a while
It’s been a couple months
The equation with

than couple funds by the end of the month 
My niggas active making prof
While them paigon yutes still envy us
They can keep on watching us
Cos they ain't

me on some bullshit but I got to see another night
A couple months passed so this incident was recently
Lemme start by putting a middle finger to EPD

a boat long gone now away on a lake
It's only now you're getting hit by the wake

And driving just last month
A couple times there in my car
I caught

to share it with you before the air turns misty
Hours of wandering in the streets had lead me astray
In the unusual warmth and dampness of that gold month

The kid was homeless, wore the same clothes for months
My pops kicked out me out, I know y’all seen em on the news
Shoutout Nova, Mr. Butler, Jesse, Kaleb,

I really am though
Gluten free and dipping the crib, i'm trying to bando
A rebel on this ship, going lit, going Lando
But i'm Stallone, i'm by myself,