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No more walks in the wood
The trees have all been cut down
And where once they stood
Not even a wagon rut appears along the path
Low brush is
and there's still no change
I'm thinking by now there's something strange
Still feels good and it really don't hurt
So all I do is un-tuck my shirt

Wood
I fli, I flips down the Ave
Know I'm looking good
I'm banging "Screw", nigga
Diamonds up against that wood

I fli, I flips down the Ave
Know
OF THE BRAVE)
BY HIS FUCKIN SELF AND BE GOOD
YEAH NIGGA, ASK NIGGAZ ON Y.O. (MY PROJECTS, Y.O.)
WHEN THE LAST TIME THEY SEEN DOG (Not too long ago baby)
starting to make me crazy
 And now you're gone
 There's nothing left for me

 (Hollywood)
 I don't care for sunny weather
 (Ain't that good)
 I like
OF THE BRAVE)
BY HIS FUCKIN SELF AND BE GOOD
YEAH NIGGA, ASK NIGGAZ ON Y.O. (MY PROJECTS, Y.O.)
WHEN THE LAST TIME THEY SEEN DOG (Not too long ago baby)
OF THE BRAVE)
BY HIS FUCKIN SELF AND BE GOOD
YEAH NIGGA, ASK NIGGAZ ON Y.O. (MY PROJECTS, Y.O.)
WHEN THE LAST TIME THEY SEEN DOG (Not too long ago baby)
of mine
The vultures fly around me, Come and take me home
Can't tell the bad from the good
I'm out in the woods, I'm lost in the woods....	I'm a man gone
of mine
The vultures fly around me, Come and take me home
Can't tell the bad from the good
I'm out in the woods, I'm lost in the woods....	I'm a man gone
tell the bad from the good
I'm lost in the woods, I'm lost in the woods                          Big city gamblers,  Gamblers take my money
let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like iPods
Had these niggas runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I
good to tha neighborhood
Swear I never seen da sucker
In my necka da woods
The ass is connected to the brain stem
So I sing a simple song
So you can
have to be that one of us is better
Can't we both be beautiful even if we don't agree
Like the flowers in the garden and the animals in the wood
Each one
go to hell
Knock knock on wood
You're good at being bad
You're bad at being good
For heaven's sakes go to hell
Knock knock knock knock on wood

Well
but you know it's no good
This is something that just can't be understood

I remember 
The shouts of joy, skiing fast through the woods
I hear
he's gone
Oh, I would love to hear T-bone
Even though I know that he is gone
Oh, it would bring back such great memories
Oh, just to hear your song
springing eternally.

[Chorus]

Outside the summer's gone for good.
Dying impatiens stacked up wood.
My friend will get together to cook.
To talk about
patch 
These three little pumpkins went into the woods and they said 

They said today we're gonna find something really good to look at 
And they
the wood,
So lady be good to me.

Oh lady be good to me.
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Validated / transcribed by todd peach
the wood,
So lady be good to me.

Oh lady be good to me.
Published lyric furnished by a visitor.
Validated / transcribed by todd peach
yeah y'all gone miss me

[Snoop Dogg]
Who that nigga that brought you that gangsta shit
Befo' you motherfuckers was even ready for it
Showed you how
I think its gone far enough 
I can't take it anymore 
I've got to even up the score 
Before he sweeps me off the floor 

I've really got to find
makes you, feel real good
I hope it makes you happy (hope it makes you happy)
Even then you better, knock on wood
Yeah you better just, knock on wood
of a math professor

Even when the last tree falls, there will be fire
Even when the last bird is gone, Wooden boxes
Lovingly made by hand, filled up with
I'm 30 I can lay in the sun
My dividends can show and prove the real meaning of fun
That's why I live by the sword but you can die by my gun