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the game for 20 years and I'm 40 years though?
6 A cougar, 40 years cold

40 ounce of brew, 40 this, 40 that
40 at the crap table shooting 40 stacks
40
just a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail

Well, like a fool in a hurry I took her to my room
Though she? With forty-five years
For seconds of pleasure.
I thought I knew you too well,
Now I find the man is a mystery,
And the promises you made
Jaramillo decided to fight for a new Mexico.

    A forty-five bullet has ended the life of a man who had lived by the gun,
    but all of the bullets
Now, Big Moe was a catfish,
and he only had one wish.
Big Moe wanted to live to a hundred and five.
So, he got him some fish books,
and learned
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
Maggie's up each morning at four am
By five at the counter at the diner
Her trucker friends out on the road will soon be stoppin in
As the lights
the worth of fifty years living so close to the earth
Who'll give me five I got five now who'll give me ten
I'll call out the numbers and you just say when
Shakur,
Meanwhile in Tupac news at about six forty-five tonight
Shakur may have lowered his own chances of surviving the attack
By checking himself out
that time flies by
And in forty years the world has changed
As well as you and I.
about the amount of years
It's about the amount of love
It don't matter if you're eighteen, forty-five or ninety-one
We're all waiting for our moment
walkin up Venice Beach?
Zapp, like Roger, my funk is powerful then Troutman
Seven years ago like California was tooken from Mexico
Who knows this magnum
to the earthFrom the sky at forty-five degreesAnd the stone will crack with the force
CHORUS
Oh, I had a dreamI thought I was aloneAnd the veil of all the yearsFell
began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commence to look about.

In about five minutes in
Roger Sherman:
(You do?)

(John!)

(Who'd have thought it?)

Mr. Jefferson
Dear Mr. Jefferson
I'm only forty-one
I still have my virility
And I
way up by hard work
I ain't ever got no where, but I got there by hard work

Work of the hardest kind I been down and I been out
I been disgusted I been
the sun was rising
On upon the world
At seven forty five
The neighbor smiled and sayed
You've got a beautiful baby girl

She named her Spring
trial began
Where I was judged by twelve honest men
Yes as the jury started walkin' out
I saw that little judge commence to look about
In about five
trial began
Where I was judged by twelve honest men
Yes as the jury started walkin' out
I saw that little judge commence to look about
In about five
stops playin'
You can still find me somewhere saying

I shoulda been born in forty-five
In fifty-four I woulda been nine
Lovin' my record player by
way up by hard work
I ain't ever got no where, but I got there by hard work

Work of the hardest kind I been down and I been out
I been disgusted I been
what´s left 

Sun-white pulverized desert stone 
And serpentine lizard mouths 
Pales away the pyramids 
Rewriting forty five hundred years of history
forty-four beneath my head.

Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They
began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commence to look about.

In about five minutes in
forty-four beneath my head.

Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They