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Written by Thom Bell, Leroy Bell and Casey James
Catch a star if you can
Wish for something special
Let it be me, my love is free
Sing a song
thunder cunt
And I dare any one of y'all niggas to mess with Texas
Texas gon' fuck you up

I hold my cup up, I let my top down
And everywhere I look they
I woke up on The Battery on a Charleston Friday night

With my dirt-stained Corduroys and Balances crumpled up by my side

I said goodbye to my
In the blackest cell on "A" Block
He hanged himself at dawn
With a note stuck to the bunk head
Don't mess with me, just take me home

Come and lay,
To the children of today
Every mickle make a muckle 
If you know what I say
Don't be fooled by the fool
The trick that they play

[Chorus]

And they know
cell on "A" Block he hanged himself at dawn
With a note stuck to the bunk head
Don't mess with me, just take me home.

Come and lay, help us lay
Head south in the mornin'
Just take off with no warnin'
Tell your boss you need a change of scene
Head south if you're feelin'
Your homesick
with nothin' to loose
I BB a king so let me sing you the blues
Let me lay down the rules,
Get money by all means,
Survive at all costs put god 'bove
By Chris James and Walter Egan

Damned if I will said Adam to Eve
What made you mess with that tree
Forbidden fruit from some snake in the grass
Just
Head south in the morning, just take off with no warning
Tell your boss you need a change of scene
Head south if you're feeling your homesick heart
Jerry Mathers
I'd ever left it to beaver
Get them titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since
When you mess around with it - I'm still in it for the thrill of it
I know you tried to kill it but

I still love rock 'n' roll - I play it every day
with vacation
Vocation of vocalization
Especially with the impact of it takes a nation
Of millions to hold us back
You bet there's blood on them bomb
they mess with, don't even stress it
Leaded, I pull these capers all the time
With the ugliest AK, I blow his motherfucking mind
Him and whoever
face and then gone
Set a example, send these hoes a little message:
They need to be more careful who they mess with, don't even stress it
Leaded, I
endin' in my series of warnin'
You flex with me tonight, playa, you dead by the mornin'

Bun Beater, the best ever breathin' or deceased
From the South
Jerry Mathers
I'd ever left it to beaver
Get them titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver
Golly-wally I bet he registered Jesus
Ever since
[Chorus]
This is the ballad of the black gold
They call it Texas tea
But it's bigger than a cowboy with a lasso
It's deeper than a black hole
When you mess around with it - I'm still in it for the thrill of it
I know you tried to kill it but

I still love rock 'n' roll - I play it every day
you spreading rumors 
I'm really not impressed
I tell you only one time 
with my scrilla fool don't mess

Verse 3: Fiend

I only get with a few
the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you with the dick,
for pound, I will never break down
(Big Bank) no sir, I don't mess around, woo-woo-woo-woo!

Woo-woo-woo-woo!

Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump
and a set of morals
I make up for in metaphors like a cosmetic store
Stegosaurus
Chuck Norris with a thesaurus
Yes of course, I mess up once
You want
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
I got the pack of Rough Riders 
In the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you