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and Eddie had had it
Already by the summer of '75
From the high  to the low to
The end of the show
For the rest of their lives
They couldn't go back
and the queen went
Back to the green
But you can never go back
There again

Brenda and Eddie had had it
Already by the summer of '75
From the high
and the queen went
Back to the green
But you can never go back
There again.

Brenda and Eddie had had it
Already by the summer of '75
From the high
That's why I know, yes I know
Hallelujah, I just love her so

If I call her on the telephone
"Say, baby, Eddie's all alone"
By the time you count
That's why I know, yes I know
Hallelujah, I just love her so

If I call her on the telephone
"Say, baby, Eddie's all alone"
By the time you count
and the queen went
Back to the green
But you can never go back
There again.

Brenda and Eddie had had it
Already by the summer of '75
From the high
hides hangin' by the dozen, even got a little bitty
muskrat cousin
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun, tomorrow Poppa's
gone turn em into money
hides hangin' by the dozen, 
Even got a little bitty muskrat cousin
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun, 
Tomorrow Poppa's gone turn em into money
hides hangin' by the dozen, even got a little bitty
Muskrat cousin
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun, tomorrow Poppa's
Gone turn em into money
money money money
You niggas got it twisted man

I'm like ha ha ha ha ha you niggas make me laugh
C'mon if it don't make me math
I'm like ha ha ha ha
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
Eddie didn't even call Larry out on that shot
He just kept starin' at the water below
Man we never did think he would blow that tank
Then Mrs. Murphy
through life's darkest hours.
Spoken:
Now mama was lying there, yes, they tell me she passed away
And she was surrounded by flowers that out-shined my
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
she drives me crazy...
...Does she like my walk
Or maybe all she knows is that money talks 
 (Money, money, money!)
It's a shame the way it is, 
 I
doubt, they call it treason
We're chicken-feathers, all without one nut. God damn it!
Tryin' to make it real, compared to what? (Sock it to me)

Church
Jay Jay, right: Eddie]

Call me blacker jacker, 'cause the bingo lickin' good
And when you're linin' all your backup, I keep you everything a wood
doubt, they call it treason
We're chicken-feathers, all without one nut. God damn it!
Tryin' to make it real, compared to what? (Sock it to me)

Church
the trash beneath your feet.

Chorus

Call him a Messiah,
Or just another clown,
But somethin' about 
The Trash Can Prophet
Always leads me
billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares?
I'm stanky rich, I'mma die
billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares?
I'm stanky rich, I'mma die
Uh, say what? 
Uh, say what? 
Uh, say what? 
1-2, 1-2 
I be that man they call Timbaland 
On these funky beats do you hear him? 
Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Much more bounce to the ounce!

Eddie F! Get ill on 'em one time!
Aww yeah!
Don't hold nothin back money!
Oooh-OOOOH!!!

Height; six-three, style
Just plug me in just like I was eddie harris you're eating crazy
Cheese like you'd think I'm from paris you know I get fly you
Think I get high you
ready
Keep some killers by my side and some riders by the telli
I'm ready to do now, who now, you now
Eddie wasn't ready when they drew that, booyow