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[Originally by Albert King]

Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
by then, mister
Why you got to go

Ain't that a real good sign?
I believe in it now
Ain't that a real good sign? oh yes it is
Ain't that a real good
Picasso with the bars
She's well put together like a piece by Gershwin
Renaissance style, tonight is picture perfect
So smile, and pack your bags real
this version is
Performed by Albert King
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
Now I'm ready for you,
I hope you're
date
She was trouble, but ain't we all?
Trouble, but ain't we all?

Don't work for him boy, it's like selling your soul
He?ll turn his back and leave you
In the middle of a sleepless night
Got a feeling and it just ain't right
The feeling just grows in my mind
Something's missing in the way we kiss
Ain't got no shame bout it
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"
But
Picasso with the bars
She's well put together like a piece by Gershwin
Renaissance style, tonight is picture perfect
So smile, and pack your bags real
a better place
For all the good he'd done

We pulled up that old hitchin' post
Where Doc had nailed a sign
We'd painted it white and to all of us
It
Said to call my sign to be an anarchy
Skate in my hand 'cause I'm like that
i bust to surf and off the curb 'cause I'm real phat
Life ain't funny, when
For a lifetime of mem'ries some happy some sad
Two for a dollar the price sure ain't bad

No bids for the carriage rottin' out by the shed
The one that
If it ain't right, I don't sign the deal
Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill
Gasoline, propane, ain't no salary cap in the dope game
Ain't no
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]

[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good
it was all black everything

Uh, and it ain't no projects
Keepin' it real is not an understood concept
Yea, complexion's not a contest
Cause racism has
)

Do what I know good
I kick it in the hood real good
Smoke real fat big blunts
Sticky-ickies to the lil' krunks
Thirty-one double-eight-seven,
"Credit"
As performed by
Tower of Power
{ Bass guitar intro }
Go and get it
With your good credit.
Go and get it
With your good credit.
You can
Do
Writers: Doug Supernaw/Allen Huff/Kenny King/Justin White IV/Don Crider

Well it's good to have ol' Bob back
For a while we though he'd found his
Ain't yellin' cut when it's shootin' time
Sign up, it's recruitin' time
Big wigs with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Fuck wrong
word, nigga
Someone who stays high
Watching their life go by
Someone content with riding it behind, nigga

They come in all colors, white, black, Puerto
else
Make me no promises
'Cause we both know only time will tell 

Is this real or just a moment in time?
We got such a good thing
Ain't nothing
contract that spells out your dues."
Took good will to find it, a clear conscience to sign it
Now I dream about the good times and it all comes true.
brick we can make it real good
I ain't stupid
Relying on cupid now
Come on, come on
Give me love
Give me trust
Believe it or not
I love the serious
the nina for our be foes in a gamble
That's what life is and it's hard to handle
When the bible says worship this by the scriptures written by man though
the signs say this was meant to be
Sometimes love is such a mystery
But it seems clear to me

We got such a good thang
Ain't nothin' comin' close to this
that it feels good
I'm heating up
I feed off knowledge
And can't get enough
Knowledge is infinite
Suckers ain't into it
Ignorance is bliss
And they're