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necessarily the views of anyone.
However the events and suggestions that appear
On this album are not to be taken lightly.
Children should not partake in
necessarily the views of anyone.
However the events and suggestions that appear
On this album are not to be taken lightly.
Children should not partake in
right, straight down the middle
Scientists say your hair never lies
I've done lots of research
It may be just hype, but the latest findings cause me
name
You said If I can have my way
But it maybe some sweet day
Your name and my will be the same
Well I wed that little blue-eyed dog
Down by
never know

(harmonica & instrumental)

Now just let me be yo' little dog
Babe, until your big dog come in
Now just let me be yo' little dog
Babe, until
Everything reminds me of my dog
Beautiful things
Sunsets remind me of my dog
Gina go to your window
Einstein reminds me of me dog
I want to pat his fluffy head
precedence
According to the preference of so-called intelligence

The communities are sacked with impunity
By stooges of il duce with immunity
Soon to be
when she's gone without a trace

But I'd love to take your place you lucky dog
As you hold her in your arms you're so blinded by her charms
I know my
And just one silver-bullet to your head
It will set me free from all the life I wasted trusting you

When it's dog eat dog, you are what you eat
Just
to nothing,
That I had time for nothing,
Said I wasn't from the velars
Or the sellers by your gunman,
I can see the folks now he got what he had coming,
album, what you hate me?
Arf
Said I was your dog
Said I was your nigga that let you see it all through the fog
Arrf
Said I was your mans and them
(C.W. McCall, B. Fries, C. Davis)
From the album Wilderness

[C.W. clears his throat.]
Roy. By C.W. McCall.

[The only musical instrument heard is
representing the Git It Boyz
This your boy Chingy
And matter of fact,
I wanna shout out everybody who had something to do with this album
The Features
that made you move your a**
And for the last 300 months
I made 16 albums with me on the front and the bump
Where you get your beats?
I heard 93 rappers
bit by the dog
When there's nothin left to eat, I ate away at my soul
Felt destructive cause I don't give a fuck if I go
I know why'all been told I
bit by the dog
When there's nothin left to eat, I ate away at my soul
Felt destructive cause I don't give a fuck if I go
I know y'all been told I
want to be free
And open up my eyes
To the wonders that you see

See the airplane fly
See the trees rush by
Be brave and strong when you hurt yourself
music gotta stretch your soul
 
Just relax and let the rhythm take you
Don't you be afraid to lose control
If your heart has found some empty spaces
things 
That are role models to you in your neighborhood
Until you figure out that hold on
I'm finna be the first role model that ain't that (right)
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection
for real
Gentlemen please
Yo I gotta tell you something for real
What up? What up?
The niggaz got chedda dog and I did a track on Mase's album
logical fuck an obstical bitch
How can I make twelve albums
All them gold and platinum's
And I am still clowin'
It ain't hard
I used to be a broke
you want to go it's up to you
And wouldn't it be fine
Following your heart, playing your own part

You and me out on a farm, let the sun be our alarm
me ride 
You by my side big girl, yo we will never die 
I'll be your Hollywood eyes and send you swingin' baby 
Bring it home to pappa and Rock
your dogs colon be familiar
With the warmth of your breath

You don`t own my mind
Or my black behind
And I will not follow the order of the day
If