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Making love out by the lake to our favorite song

Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow

Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all

you for

I can't reach the whiskey without you, high as it is on the shelf
But the fitted sheets always get folded, I take damn good care by myself
I

know nothin
Yeah I pull up with my ho's garden
Ask for a feature like no never
Giving features to my bro stippy
Go to college Imma need a loan
When you

Will you watch over me
Grandad, do you have my back

My whiskey may be empty
As is my chair
But my heart is full of love for you, just remember I am

it be or you kiss on the Rollie
Yeah all my niggas coming for nothing but energy
Enemy
Call to Rhodey or call me the Don Che
Canopy
Throw it down

The machete
In the hands of Thomas vercetti 

Dawsin gotta lotta shit planned for you now
Working on Collabs with the illest around
I been killing this shit
Is

the offer
The jumper is water
I been on track like it's Nordic
Stop with the cap, you was never supportin'
Michael Myers, a verse gon' cost you an arm and leg

the tears away
Your kiss is sickeningly sweet it makes my night into day
Whiskey showers won't you come and help me sail away
The siren song an e-the-real

higher
Harambe killed people like Michael Myers
You could call me Lydia Cause I'm the supplier
My head shaped like a circle you could call me a tire
You

Going Out in Style

Dropkick Murphys

Going Out in Style

2011

Acquaintances, relatives, the girls who never cared 
You'll have a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the door 
Side by side with Sister Barbara, Chief

Mitsubishis
I be fresh I be clean like a brand new Lamborghini
I'm so drunk I'm so high sipping whiskey rollin sticky
An you know I'm feeling crispy I be fly

place feelin' fine
Grab the guitar you know what we're singing
It's just the same old song as every other year but we don't mind
And by next year we'll

the block jumping
Man these niggas tweaking he get popped with that mean muggin

Drop a song and then another nigga we not on beat
You can hit the door quick

the ringing of the bell
Off we go, this song won't sing itself
So soldiers at my side
It's you and me tonight

Whiskey, whiskey
The singer's getting sore

Climbing to accomplishments i rap
Plus I could run for
Fucking governor or Congressman
Pipe up in my Nikes when
I'm ducking from the constable
You talk about

SO DcMN LOST IT GET FOUND FOR c LITTLE WHILE 
SUMMER OF SEVENTEEN SPRINGSTEEN SONG 
SING IT BY HEcRT DcNCE IN THE DcRK
 
SOMETIMES THE ONLY THING

here in my town
I went for food and coffee
But whiskey's goin down

I sat there with my head low
Not lookin for a show
I turned and looked up

reach for the stars
Don't settle for less because you know who you are
But boy, you better remember where you come from

A little town just off 95 South

Call it what you want
Saw the 2-for-1 sign and I just wanted a beer
I know how it looks
But it ain't your goodbye that
Brought me in here
If I wanna

huntin'
For these niggas that talk shit
Man, these hoes'll never quit
Until you leave 'em hangin' from a tree or thrown in a ditch
Which one of you

Girl I said you were the one baby
But I guess that I was wrong baby
All the things that we've done baby
I could write another song baby
And you said

and you ll always be a part of me my niga rest in peace
The real die young cant believe that you gone
And that's fucked up I got to talk to you thru a song

Psycho

Eminem

Before I Self Destruct

2009

how late you wanna stay out?
It's past your curfew when it's dark, I'm searching for you in the park
Shady murdered him another virgin, he just hit

dixieland delight
cnd a little less whiskey lullaby
Oh Lord
I've  gotta quit drinking, quit drinking songs

Traveling soldier, If you're reading this,