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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
July 21st 1939, Chicago, Illinois
Album: Sonny Boy Williamson 'The Blues'
Chicago 1937-1945 by Fremeaux & Associates #FA 253 
Transcriber:
the blood of the son of your idol

If it were not for this
Extensive bug collection
I would know not what I've found
This world would still be flat
Mary would
on the Reflections and The Country Roads
Collection Albums.

Born on a quiet morning
Just a dream in someone's eyes
A dream that's like a promise meant to be
Giving
and The Country Roads Collection Albums.

You know sometimes I can't get to sleep at night
I can't quiet my heart or my mind
I toss and turn, I ache and burn
I get
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the flower that shattered the stone album, and has also been released on the stonehaven
and The Country Roads Collection Albums.

You know sometimes I can't get to sleep at night
I can't quiet my heart or my mind
I toss and turn, I ache and burn
I get
And when I see you I'ma take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)

My, first album
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)

My, first album had no famous guest
[Verse 1]
My, first album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)

My, first album had no famous guest
talk is more than obvious, it’s ominous
Garages, the Phantom, Ghouls, Ghosts and Goblins
Blonde mohawk the collection I’m Dennis Rodman
The money
a little what's
left. You do, and that's what you gonna get from God."

Who am I? I'm not the Devil
I can take you to my level
Above the rocks, above
keep em coming
Like collections plate 
We flip the cake
We move this shit from Georgia
Baby state to state
Intimidate
Niggas in the city
Who've
would've sold my soul to make it with this rap shit
Thank God he never let Lucifer close enough to ask
Let me attain it by workin' hard and busting my ass
like Kanye
Music on another level
Yeah, I'm tryna take this shit further beyond Ye
I just might fuck around and drop this shit on 'em by surprise like
and normal alliance of all those with high levels of work
In their blood and clock in their wake
Up early shaving damp breakfast skulls with fresh lady's leg
back 

Because the teacher that you see is not wack 

I'd like to stack up all the hits that I've made 

Three albums, a triple-layer cake
shot your album cover
I've the right patience, to your shit dictation
Then commence domestic mc word castration
Like excelles effects from a psychadelic
make a deal off of blood money
Make an album off the drug money
Take the label money and launder it under the table money
And open businesses
It
a piss and dismiss it like fuck it and went and found somebody else
Fuck arguing harvesting the feelings, I'd rather be by my fucking self
Till about 2
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on

Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes shaitan got me by the pressure
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on

Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes Shaitan got me by the pressure
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on

Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes Shaitan got me by the pressure