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called me by my name

Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country and western song
I wrote him
one, the ape-shit killer
After you're dead I drink an ice cold miller

Out on parole and I'm looking to score
I'm guy number two, I'll take your
Shu Ba Da do Ma Ma Ma Ma

By: Steve Miller
Shu ba da do ma ma ma ma
Shu ba da do ma ma ma
Shu ba da do ma ma ma ma
Shu ba da do ma ma ma
Yeeaahh
breezes
And stronger than the wild oak tree
That's how I will hold you, oh, darling, endlessly

Oh, my love, you are my heaven
You are my kingdom, you
never even call me by my name

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me charlie pride
And you don't have to call me Merle
JUNGLE
(Steve Hill)
 
I'm lost in the jungle...not really minding at all.
Just one thing bothers me, how did I get here?
When you're in
never even called me by my name.

(spoken:)
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song,
and he told me it was the perfect country
never even called me by my name.

(spoken:)
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song,
and he told me it was the perfect country
Hollywood looks good at night
The tvs get fine reception
But last night jean told steve
About her imminent conception

She wants a plum tree for
slippin, not Scottie Pippen
The drippin jheri curls like Steve Miller slippin
To the future, a moocher named Minnie vicked my ducats
Schmock as a schmock, I
of me be primarily the scent of tree
Fucking feedback, play me feed back
Before I shoot you, shorty take the charge, Steve Nash

Don't interrupt me
[Steve Austin]
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California 
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city 
Lil' Rob
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
[Kool Keith] 

I got skill  you're on my tip  now back off 

Slack off  let me do this  and y'all turn the wack off 

The radio stereo here we go
Oh
The Divine Feminine, an album by Mac Miller
(The Divine Feminine)
Oh

Love
Love, love, love, love (sex)
Love, love, love, love (sex)
the trunk 
And when it's time to rock a mic I won't be no punk 

I bring death to the evil and power to the people 
My name ain't Steve Miller but I Fly
Hey Steve!
Hey Ed, that sounds nice, what is it?
Thank you, it's an alphabet song I'm working on
Oh great, a whole new alphabet,
I just learned
twisting the sterile canvas snoot of
a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes
by on the belt, he poots forth...
the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just bring it
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
your life to the game
Tomorrow you be posin' in pictures, lookin' like Steve Francis
You ain't turnin' up, you're bein' backhanded like Pete Sampras
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
you are
These labels will have you wearing high heels and a bra
Cut the roots to ya tree and watch ya empire fall
Now hip hop is a tree, and trees live
gotta tell me somethin',
Are you here in hollywood long?
I mean, I just...
No, I'm ah, we're recording here in town
You're recording here?
Yeah,
gun staples in your back 

Hung from a tree with rusty nails in your rectum crack 



Chorus: cool Keith (repeat 3X) 



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