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wanna be
I got my Karavan and I'm rollin'
Everyday we're out here making history
We're shootin' for the stars never slowin'
Where we'll be remainin' just

And we want two real Miss Kitties
You gotta be out of town, man
By sundown
If you ain't bringing the real
Fake facade
Young Thang

Might do a tour out the sprinter van
Oh that’s your bitch, well she been a fan
Yeah she gon say it’s a one time thing, but I call her tonight imma

haymakers
That never did connect
If you come swingin' at me I'ma tell
Somebody grab their eight year old
Metaphorically at Walmart on the floor
Cryin' for

Glory

Widespread Panic

Bombs & Butterflies

1997

though, we'll all play different games

Anytime we dance takes us closer to glory

The blue jay flew a little to low down today
Now that kitty

Watch Out (Hey You)

Atmosphere

You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having

2005

watch 'em all

Jack the Ripper, Jack, Jack the Ripper
Peace to Jack tripper and those well stoned bumper stickers
My name is Sean and I never had

wanted to
And you would if you wanted to
Change your life for the better
Let me break it down by letter
Got fed up with stormy weather
So I got my stuff

Oou ooou

Had it well off but im mentally ill
And this beats fuckin ill
We on that old skool shit, im bout to fuckin spill
Some fuckin real shit that

thinks he got a PHD, aha
I just got topped by a fat hoe (You outta pocket man)
Fuck he talking about
My net in a week is that old nigga pension
Busty my

Look at you already sweaty
Yo bitch in the kitchen
You better hope the spaghetti Ready
Or that kitty gone feel it although it's dead already
Get in babe

the tree to control the globe
Like Pinky and the Brain I'm a lab rat
Living in the frame I been trapped flat
By the kitty and the pain of the flashbacks

something here worth saving
Lately the old you I been craving
Your energy
Is it meant to be
Idk but you my safe haven
Guess we'll find out
I'm not the only

can say I'm joking when I call my city hell, but
Tossing dollars and pennies in wishing wells
And I promised I'd be gone and forget it by 2012
And I

biased, like a household appliance

Hello Kitty and McGruff have an unholy alliance

Science is brutal and it cuts like a knife

Not even Obi-Wan can save

talk? (Why talk?)
I was kickin' back, locked into KISS and that
Heard some kitty cat called
Me the British Pac
Well if it's that, I'ma bring Big L, 2Pac

yea you know, I go by Laid Back Macaroni
They're so phony, ain't that funny a few just cloned me
But they got that old me
They fuck with a nigga like me

Make the kitty purr when I get your girl screaming
Nah I ain’t about that, it’s the energy I’m feeling
Everyday I’m bogged down by the people

Bentley truck I got wheels

Whoa... Chills... I'm running with a bitch up for the chills
Selling drugs man I'm selling by the pills
When I knock a sad bitch

and so fine, oh so hard to find
Living in the first moment never gets old
Borrow my Hello Kitty hoodie when you get cold
I'll bring you to a party
Fly

with some Pop Smoke is my mindset
And I put yo bitch to sleep, readers digest
And I'm feeling cybernetic on this high tech
I'm in 2077, charging by sec

pensions
I don't need no Benz
3 stacks told me
That shit come with fake friends
First off
Shout out to my Ex's
Not being impressed by flexing
So I had

And cowboys filled the dancehalls
When the Playboys came to swing

Kitty Wells and Roger Miller
Patsy Cline and ol' Jim Reeves
They came from Texas

Yeah welcome to my city, fuck yo girl and grab her titty, being felt up by six niggas up in dat kitty, so keep on talkin' and we'll leave your life

this to the top and give it back to all my bros
Man we turned up than a motha fucka everybody knows

Man I'm coolin' by my lonely and I'm coolin' wit