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other, they would stroll out in the evenings, take a walk-in garden, share past memories and future ambitions with one another.
They really enjoyed every
my bowels released
I called timeout and went back to my corner
said to my coach 'ain't no way I'm goin' the hell back out
there, man you can't forget
anyways, F it, what's been up? Man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call
twenty-seven masts
And we called her the Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three
Mike...Mike Tyson he's the boy that played football from Montreal ain't he?
No no you old coop, he a...he a boxer man yeah let me tell ya I went to his fight
what I'm sayin'?
True, true man, yo, man, who's your boy over there, man?
Oh that's my man from out of town
Oh word man? Yo what's up, man? My name is
what I'm sayin'?
True, true man, yo, man, who's your boy over there, man?
Oh that's my man from out of town
Oh word man? Yo what's up, man? My name is
twenty-seven masts
And we called her the Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
That there's some things in this world you just can't explain.
The old man lived in
they
Found out that I was coming haha!
And then there's Ms burke owwww! She's so
Sexy! She has a head full
Of gray hair, but she's not old
I'm not sure
a man bout NIGGA
Never gave a damn about clout NIGGA
All you real niggas know
We Out Here NIGGA
I been breaking nights like a
Vampire burning bridges up
Looking out and I'm wondering where I am
While I'm stuck in the daily traffic jam
I decide to get out and leave the car behind me
Everywhere there
Looking out and I'm wondering where I am
While I'm stuck in the daily traffic jam
I decide to get out and leave the car behind me
Everywhere there
achieve
Now they had no choice but to believe
In me, then no sooner than my record came out
That same old producer started
Callin my house
One night he
a man,
Full of faults and weakness,
4 am, jerusalem all alone and speechless.
And night time, no bodies home, roam streets in darkness.
I feel I'm just
And you'll find out the hard way: you get no respect
[Old hustler:]
Man, you must be crazy and bugged
Whatcha mean I don't get no respect?
You crazy?
cpril
Been off then on and then off
But stable
Called me that long shot
But I'm sniping now
That John Cena and Nicole Byer now
Cuz I'm Wiping Out and I
night on a hard wood floor
To the redneck fiddlin' man
Good times go by easy
Good times fly away
One night some boys from town came by
With a bellyfull
Just know you're not alone on this lonely road
The one less traveled
No you're not alone
Know you're not alone uhh
I see you just getting by
But
voice
But I brought two friends along
And next on the mic is my
Man Hank come on, Hank, sing that song:
Check it out, Well
I'm Imp the Dimp the ladies
twenty-seven masts
And we called her the Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three
the square on the back of the backboard
Cocaine came with a bang at the backdoor
Pop pop pop
Old man with the Manfords
Don't mind me I'm just chilling with
town one day
A little old country man begin to play
Had two guitars and a beat-up saxophone
When the drummer said those cats begin to
Oh baby, ooh
Poured out by the old
And the oldest of old
Those women without sleep
The town fell asleep
I forgot what it's called
At the spring
Where it wept a corner
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