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Albums:

Owen/Into It. Over It. [Split EP] (Empress Of) · At Home with Owen (Owen) · Owen (Owen) · The Nashville Sound: Owen Bradley (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Owen/The City On Film [Split] (Owen) · Owen (Owen) · Owen/Into It. Over It. [Split EP] (Into It. Over It.) · At Home with Owen (Owen) · Body By Jake: Modern Pop Workout (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Body By Jake: Ripped And Toned Workout (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


stopped by the bunk house were me and old Jake used to stay
They say Jake died about ten years ago and they buried him out there on the plains
Old friend
Words and music by randy owen, teddy gentry, jeff cook, and richard scott
Fantasy, midnight and you and me.
Ecstasy, spirits running wild and free.
Written by randy owen, teddy gentry, and greg fowler
I thought that you could fly, i thought that you had wings
I guess that i believed you'd never
phone down on the table
Five seconds later get a call from my label
Like hey Jake, how you doin'? Tell me how's the album comin'?
We heard your last
always let me know 
There's Jake the peg, diddle-iddle-iddle-um 
With his extra leg, diddle-iddle-iddle 

The day that I born (oh boy) my father nearly
whole day long
by the power of greyskull
ghost busters

I miss the students seats at Newlands Rugby Park
I miss sleeping with the lights on because
always let me know 
There's Jake the peg, diddle-iddle-iddle-um 
With his extra leg, diddle-iddle-iddle 

The day that I born (oh boy) my father nearly
by vermin

Resistance now gives way,
the rodents freely feed
Tearing at my skin
Muscles are exposed, shining red with blood
Meat that they seek
by vermin

Resistance now gives way,
the rodents freely feed
Tearing at my skin
Muscles are exposed, shining red with blood
Meat that they seek
bloodline
I bleed concrete

And when I move, I move out with the raw
I move out with the squad
To his album we ride we so mob
I throw lives and lowest
me
I love you in a special way, hey, hey
I need you right by my side
'Cause don't you know you make me happy
Boy with you is where I wanna be
And your
staring
Straining to survive,
limbs flailing in the blood
Grapple with headless bodies
Hands of the dead are pulling me downward
Drowning in this river
limbs flailing in the blood
Grapple with headless bodies
Hands of the dead are pulling me downward
Drowning in this river
Intestines are alive, like
limbs flailing in the blood
Grapple with headless bodies
Hands of the dead are pulling me downward
Drowning in this river
Intestines are alive, like
first album coming feedin' 20 promises I made

Back when nobody would find me a talent,
Nobody would sign me, nobody believed in me,
Nobody but mommy
Zombie Walkin' 'til I get it on me
Moon walkin', seein' moon people
I be chillin' with the Jewish people
Smokin' Jew kids, Jewish people
You be talkin'
So you can't move, move 
Oh..
(Sex beat)
Sex beat, go

And every day at three 
Throw me down by the Christmas tree
I watched your lights blink
‘round
With Owen’s raps in this, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall that mean she shop until she drop
And Versace got a lot but she may
This song was first released on the rhymes and reasons album. it is the only album it has been released on.

I told you that I loved you

You said
and it lead
To duffle bagging with a dealer for a key in by the weekend And the roof is in the trunk with all the caution and the patience
Lil room
in hot pursuit
Trying to stop the loot, fuck Jake, cock and shoot

Still on the streets with my peeps so deep
We threw a block party for my man going
Duet with kiki dee
Written by cole porter
Available on the album duets

Suntanned, windblown
Honeymooners at last alone
Feeling far above par
this album
You have just kissed his ass!
(Tell 'em I'm fed up)

Slim Shady is fed up with your shit
And he's going to kill you
(Yeah)
Uh, anything else?
Say ho, everybody say ho
By the way yo
I said shake your soul like way back in the day-yo
By the way yo, everybody say ho
Everybody say,
Everybody
think about that
Would he get that type of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.J. found innocent by a jury of his peers
And they been fuckin with that