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swinging

Like count basie, swing on
Like count basie, swing on
Like count basie, swing on
Like count basie, swing on
Swing on, swing out tonight

Hey now
Dig count Basie 
Blow Joe's blues away
Every night, every noon, every sun, every moon

Yeah
Every way
Yeah
Everywhere
Yeah
I get the blues
The music started in the hearts and drums, from another land
Played for everyone, by sons, of the motherland
Sendin out a message of peace,
diggin' down under the hood
After clearin' a path to the water pump, and takin' a four hour break,
By hour 27 we were all good, And we sailed
From little
diggin' down under the hood
After clearin' a path to the water pump, and takin' a four hour break,
By hour 27 we were all good, And we sailed
From little
of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to 
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for
and sound
You can count on me

You say you're looking for a man
To be there when you call
Someone who will stand by you
And never let you fall

A man
double O P D O, muthafuckin' double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try
muthafuckin' double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you
by ounce
The feds watchin' this bitch
Oh lord it's three strikes and I'm out
I'm gone

What's your body count nigga?
I'm double digits
Thirty
the capital S I don't fuck with stress
N double O-P  D-O muthafuckin double G
Coldest entertainer gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie
muthafuckin' double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you
Three kids playing' on a vacant lot,
Jumping' jumprope for all they got
Down the road comes Samantha Sue:
"I like to jump rope. Can I jump, too?"
Yea 
Hey yo Nelly, 
Lets do this

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black 
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks,
At last I'm
page.
Mister Kid, if you give me the low down me and Blackjack,
Be ready for the showdown, with two double barrels pointed at whatever,
We'll stick
there's kidnap, but she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
the count Jack?

I knock on wood just for luck
The death of hope down a dark alley block
Relieved by the knife left in her back
So ask yourself now,
the fireplace
Then we shut her down in another town
Shower up and do just what we came to do
Sing for the people
Count the money and the miles back home
of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to 
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for
by ounce
The feds watchin' this bitch
Oh lord it's three strikes and I'm out
I'm gone

What's your body count nigga?
I'm double digits
Thirty
of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to 
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for
Count Basie 
Rhythmic sounds flow like Lake Eerie 
Alterin any scientifical theory 
Another like me well, I - never 
You know why? 'cause I'm too damn
an allotment shed by a railroad siding
In came the man for the watering can
He didn't see John hiding
Good boy Mad John
Chorus:
Mad mad Mad John, etc.

Mad John
(I got one on each arm)
Double Up

I'm back up in the VIP, in a cloud of smoke
Be poundin, surrounded by all my folks
Give me another shot, damn
to the master 
That through all the disaster 
We're still here together after 
So I count my blessings 

I think you lookin' too hard for it
With the double