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Roy Roy MaMa On That Shit Again

Eye'm Looking up to the realist
JB!
Debow!
Lil Darrel To be Exact!
Debbie Lee its a WRAP!
Wake em' up cause they

to the side and said
M angry
Five days since you laughed at me, saying
Get back together, come back and see me
(Here we go, here we go, here we go now)
One,

romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe

come undone
We lost blood lost souls lost wives and lost fathers 
cs T Roy and Confederates saw ghosts beside waters
But still up on the road and still

I hit Jason
Red lightning, I'm Wally West
Red Robin, call me Tim Drake
Roy Harper with a red arrow
Super speedy when I shoot straight
Heroin in

damn...
Bro you make it look easy
Go harder
Roy Harper
New boss lil nigga that's speedy
My Right hand killer
Lil nigga that's Migi
And I be getting down

Black Bear Road

C.W. McCall

C.W. McCall's Greatest Hits

1978

cars which we rented from a fella by the name of Kubozke for thirty bucks a day, buy your gas along the way, take a rabbit's foot and leave a pint

Every day is the same day
And they all end in the same way
I climb into bed and I turn out the light
Without you

Each morning I have the same

the tune 
 
 “Hey Mack to hide your talent will let you cripple, 
In a land of blinded people  
Your vision is the third eye of an eagle” 
I know Nick, but

have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will.  Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp

the lights off,
Fly by on the cloud, knock his dome off,
cye im Iced Up, on the field, my name is Fitz Roy
You forever bottom, bitch, you'se a bitchboy

I dont

Back in the booth
Foreign Roy had to bring out
Trapped in the truth
Two
No mac I improve
My beats and rap
For the fans and the crew
Who
Always

In the bed, in the bed, now, uh
In the bed, in the bed, now
Don't wanna leave, 'cause
My body didn't come here by mistake
In the bed, in the bed, now,

Only a Rose from My Mother's Grave

Hank Snow

The Yodelling Ranger (1936-1947)

1994

through the years
We've been in some hollow shrine
Often our eyes will fill with tears
Gazing on this flower divine

**Transcribed by Tammy Roy from

by my respect
Fuck the three O 3:15
Yea, but what our eyes are Mars
Times was hard, I grindin' hard
Free my dawg behind them bars (Free Roy

kissing
Every night before bed
I take out my competition
With the songs that I write I'm always winning
A dope feeling when you higher than the ceiling
Lets

AND CARLY WALKS
INTO SAME HALL AND ROLLS HER EYES.
SAM: AND WHAT AM I AGAIN?
KID: PRETTY AND SWEET.
SAM: THANK YOU.  NOW THE NEXT TIME…
CARLY INTERUPTS BY

The Battle of Epping Forest

Genesis

Selling England by the Pound

1973

taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
To see what the trouble was.

ass still sittin' perfect
Right foot step, I had to teach her to hustle
Cause really I'm too much of a boss to be hitting workers
Look, Harper Ray

103 & Roosy

Action Bronson

Blue Chips

2012

You're just a rabbit that be captured by the falcons feet
I hunt for the meat see me we can thump in the street
Fuck around leave you slumped in your

on my back like Darren Scharper 

What do eye live for
What do eye stay for
What do eye pray for
I am ungrateful
For the life I live is altered by

could only see that familiar sunrise
Through sleepy eyes how happy I'd be

Oh, that boy of mine by my side
The silver moon and the evening tide
Oh, some

use
Coyntha, I’m nasty nigga
Except my skin a little blacker nigga
Crew of the year, the trophy remain home
Y’all Must Have Forgot, Roy Jones bad bitch

Do It

Guy

Guy III

2000

freak to every T.R. beat
I want to see you in my see-through floor
While I'm layin' in the bed
Through the ceiling, is it cool?
I want to know, but