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muf**ka bang
Get ya money up, this cane is what we f**kin' slang
And 9 trey is what I f**kin' claim
Its Dipset, capital don of the bird gang

[Verse 2:

Williams real or fake
But i work it like a piston
Cross over Grant Hill in 96 and
Don't act different cause you can't envision it
This how we get it in up

right now I'm booing you
What did Kobe, Gigi and them other passengers do to you? (What they do?)
My condolences at this time is all I could offer
Kobe

of William Dafoe
I picked some trilliums and rose from the hills with all the stones
They filled me with cortisol you are my drug
Passion and my love
Castin'

Baby girl is it the Motions
I can't feel no emotions
Lately, I been feeling hopeless
Just couldn't approach it
Got me sipping on this potion
I just

I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters

By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie
I

Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Ga-ga-gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang
Grab your notes when William teaches
Gang, bang,

to the rim with black model-c chicks
They all talk slick so I talk slick back
Packed blue skies that hurl hair back
My radio is high drive right by
Aint no big

A Sailor's Life

John Martyn

Meet on the Ledge: An Island Records Folk-Rock Anthology

2009

sailors all, pray tell me true,
 Does my sweet William sail among your crew?"
 
 "Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here
 For he's been drownded we greatly

cock this back, that nigga better run
Dip
We Goin sell that good shit by the ton 

Im the bakerman if you need a bun.
Waddup

High as I wanna be 
I

(Yeah)
Check Check
(Yeah yea yeah)
Testing One, Two
Uh This is a check test
(Whaaa)
This is a check
Testing one, two
(Can you hear me)
Testing one

alright, Mr. Knox. Wait a moment, let me turn this down. 
SFX: Footsteps

Knox: What a magnificent voice, who is that sir?

Roosevelt: It’s the very first

You're Gonna Change (Or I'm Gonna Leave)

Hank Williams, Jr.

Long Gone Daddy

2002

Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr.
You wore out a brand new trunk
Packin' and unpackin' your junk
Your daddy's mad, he's done got peeved

Yeah you're on you own on this one
I ain't even gonna be able
Ain't even gonna be able to help ya
Its straight thought everything you
Need is already

away
Amphetamine, the only thing in my arteries
Still fight for love, so I can't put the blade away
But what if all alone, is all I'm truly destined

[Intro tune]

This is an SCG3 Special Report with Sam Romero.

"Good evening, I'm Sam Romero. We continue our special rapport now on the so-called

flower being blossomed, pollinate like Spring

[Chorus 2X]

[The Reverend William Burk]
Love, love, love is in the air, fireplaces, winter time
Bottles

I can do this shit with no support
Katt Williams taught me that life is fucking short
And I don't need your 2 cents you can throw that in a aisle
Yo

on our mind like
Niggas out here stressing
Boy if you don't get your ass to work
Get this money now, get that paper
Have some fun
Cause when it's too late,

along if you feel like that's what you wanna do
请跟我拍手 如果你也情不自禁的想拍手

Happy
快乐

【曾涵江】
bring me down Can't nothing
没有什么能让我难过

【刘彰】
bring me down Love is too

to the band,
yeah he's running his legs off,
ladies and gentlemen Mr Robbie Williams"

Just because your dyslexic
Doesn't mean your not fake
We know you're not

homies from back in the day livin' at, are doin' now
Running with my sister Jinny, schooling me like Mr. Feeny
This is the first time I heard a gunshot

Destroy & Rebuild

Nas

It Was Written/Stillmatic

2008

The bridge is over my dick, bridge'll never be over
Long as I'm alive and breathing, braveheart to the graveyard
I'm the William Wallace of this shit
Ayo P,

Jah, Jah Children Moving Up

Third World

You've Got the Power

1982

By William Clarke, Stephen Coore, K. Michael Cooper
And William Stewart

(Chorus)
Ah moving up (we're coming together)
Jah, Jah Children them