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the Blue Ridge mountain blues, 
Goin' to see my old oak tree,
Gonna hunt the possum 
Where the corn cob blossom,
In my Blue Ridge far away.
Woo!

I
the Blue Ridge mountain blues, 
Goin' to see my old oak tree,
Gonna hunt the possum 
Where the corn cob blossom,
In my Blue Ridge far away.
Woo!

I
not see his Mother when the work's all done this fall

Submitted by Dennis Smith, Oak Ridge, NC
I'm goin' to stay right by my pa, I'm goin' to do right by my ma,
I'll hang around the cabin door, no work or worry anymore.

I got the blue ridge
a bloody oath, by oak, by ash, by bitter thorn
"Lady, I never was in your house since the day that I was born"
"Oh, then it was your young boy Tom that
In nineteen and fifty-nine we took a little hike
With our scout master down to Lake Oneeganite
We took a little pizza and we took some saurkrauts
In nineteen and fifty-nine we took a little hike
With our scout master down to Lake Oneeganite
We took a little pizza and we took some saurkrauts
In nineteen and fifty-nine we took a little hike
With our scout master down to Lake Oneeganite
We took a little pizza and we took some saurkrauts
to St. Agnes hill
Now I stand on the fire watch and as I close my eyes
I see a little boy, and he's waving goodbye to the

Big Iron Horses
Steel
torches
Sayin a white girl has been tampered wit by a black man
Swingin ropes around the oaks sayin they found they man
Its that type of story down south
God exists 360 degrees 
Like unsolved mysteries yo mind's tortured by demonic beast 
It's so fatal no instrumental 
They hit yo central nervous
God exists 360 degrees 
Like unsolved mysteries yo mind's tortured by demonic beast 
It's so fatal no instrumental 
They hit yo central nervous
ya'll
It's unique ya'll

A-yo praise the master, make plans wit' your pastor
My rap'll blast ya, send you to the hereafter
I push a tractor, for
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
Duke's got a shotgun 
So why you get upset cause I got one 
A tisket a tasket 
A nigga got his ass kicked 
Shot in the face by a cop, close casket
It's jazzy, hip-hop hanging in my head heavy
Malik said "Riq, you know the planet ain't ready, for the half"
Boy, we comin' with the action pack
wodies at high volume

Master p over mean green
Unnnnnghhh where all my no limit soldiers at
What what what what where why'all at
What what what what
Callin me a balla shot calla 
'Cause I'm slangin' all the major weight 
Blam!! 
Close the door to my residence, 
Po-po start searchin' low, but found
close as a tiny dancer
You got a death wish? Well it's finally answered, prick

Yo, Jam Boy Magic, Mr. Sarcastic
Rap catalog consists of all classics
Duke's got a shotgun 
So why you get upset cause I got one 
A tisket a tasket 
A nigga got his ass kicked 
Shot in the face by a cop, close casket
a lawyer
Dope MC employer on ruthless and that's my label
To get the money, the women, and co bust the fat cable's
Boy, master rhymers of toys
I mean
the close of play
As the last wave uncovers the newfangled way
But your new shoes are worn at the heels
And your suntan does rapidly peel
And your wise
Teck 9 close by touch 'em up
I shoot niggas in the mouth boy pucker up
Sweet sucker tash gee golly what the fuck
Where the hell all these new pussy
Teck 9 close by touch 'em up
I shoot n****s in the mouth boy pucker up
Sweet sucker tash gee golly what the f***
Where the hell all these new p****
Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
Although my