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the baby Rock & Roll 
 
Muddy Waters said it, you know the blues got a soul 
James Brown said it, you know the blues got a soul 
Well the blues had
claimed
Full of bullet holes but none to blame
Ron became another victim of homicide
Because he chose to walk - on the Wildside

Charles had everything
(John Hullah â?? Charles Kingsley)



Three fishers went sailing out into the west,
Out into the west as the sun went down,
Each thought on the woman
claimed
Full of bullet holes but none to blame
Ron became another victim of homicide
Because he chose to walk - on the Wildside

Charles had everything
An' we watched as Mother Nature shook the planet
An' cellular replaced the telephone
We lost Charlie Brown, Ray Charles an' Johnny Cash
We even lost
Reverend Bill Funderburk sings "He Cared That Much For Me"
Charles Surratt introduces his own composition "On Calvary For Me"
"The Joy of Knowing
Should auld acquaintance be forgot for the sake of auld lang syne

I was leaving in the morning with Charles for Las Vegas
And I didn't plan to come
drugs run at how high reeds
Cue every memory at half-speeds
Just like....Charles, hold-me-downs
I'm-coming sounds
Cut crap, who's filling shoes like
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
a loo bop bam
Next time
Anyone here seen Ray Charles
James Brown
Well, we like to have some friends around
Do the twist to Ray Charles and James Brown
After lunch I'll maybe take a nap
I like a nap before
Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)

Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really
Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - guitar
Willie Dixon sbass and Charles Saunders - drums
March 28, 1947
Album: Complete Recorded Works Vol 5
October 19,
to the left with the
"Mack Daddy" is back and Charles is mad
Show Charles what I had
Some niggaz is fine and some smooth talkers
But they can't fuck with
ground ground 
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound 
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound 
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
while they sleepin'
I'm back these rap cats is wildin'
Got 'em in the studio poppin' Valiums, remasterin' they album
I'm about to re-up and restructure
saw the hippies cross.
By Herc on Technique needles syncopated time was on time,
The same time as the Beatles.
I was up there watching James Brown's
I've seen snow on Christmas Eve 
Gracing frosted evergreens 
After most the trees go brown 
I'm still standing 
I've been miles away from home
while they sleepin'
I'm back these rap cats is wildin'
Got 'em in the studio poppin' Valiums, remasterin' they album
I'm about to re-up and restructure
Robert Johnson, that Muddy Waters, that James Brown, Augusta, GA
That Ray Charles, that Stevie Wonder, that Mayfield, that Superfly
That Willie Hutch
Charlie Brown had a big block head wore a stripy sweater everyday
Tried to kick that football but Lucy always pulled the mother fucker away
Flew
for the record, it's gotta-be said,
He came in all colors - brown, white, black and red. 

And some "cow-pokes" were yellow, an' these are the facts.
ground ground 
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound 
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound 
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
to Michael Brown and mothafuck the police, bitch

I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I got it sellin' nickel bags
Real killer, drug dealer
I got it sellin'
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,