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watch was slow
He looked at the fireman
The fire and said
Boy were gonna reach Bristol
But well all be dead
Casey pulled up
That Reno hill
He blew
watch was slow
He looked at the fireman
The fire and said
Boy were gonna reach Bristol
But well all be dead
Casey pulled up
That Reno hill
He blew
knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones

He pulled up within two miles of the place
There number four stared him straight
watch was slow
He looked at the fireman
The fire and said
Boy were gonna reach Bristol
But well all be dead
Casey pulled up
That Reno hill
He blew
leaves the rail
Casey Jones, I'm gonna drive her
For I'm eight

When he pulled up that Reno hill
He whistled for the crossing with an awful shrill
watch was slow
He looked at the fireman
The fire and said
Boy were gonna reach Bristol
But well all be dead
Casey pulled up
That Reno hill
He blew
Reno hill
He whistled for the crossing with an awful shrill
The switchman knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones
When
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
parts the seas
Your dick farts and queefs
My dick, rumble in the jungle
Your dick got touched by your uncle

My dick goes to yoga
Your dick, fruit roll-up
My dick cost a late night fee
Your dick got the HIV
My dick plays on the double feature screen
Your dick went straight to DVD

My dick, bigger than
I wanna chill on Sugar Hill
(It’s so lovely, so lovely)
AZ’s for real
(Oh he’s for real)
He’s for real
(It’s so lovely sipping on bubbly)
My dick cost a late night fee
Your dick got the HIV
My dick plays on the double feature screen
Your dick went straight to DVD

My dick, bigger than
farts and quiefs 
My dick rumble in the jungle 
Your dick got touched by your uncle 

My dick goes to yoga 
Your dick fruit roll up 
My dick grade
I wanna chill on Sugar Hill
(It’s so lovely, so lovely)
AZ’s for real
(Oh he’s for real)
He’s for real
(It’s so lovely sipping on bubbly)
and wrapping grands up in rubber bands
I’m a recovered man, our plans to discover other lands
Suburban places got me seeking for oasis
Cristal by the cases,
and wrapping grands up in rubber bands
I’m a recovered man, our plans to discover other lands
Suburban places got me seeking for oasis
Cristal by the cases,
and wrapping grands up in rubber bands
I’m a recovered man, our plans to discover other lands
Suburban places got me seeking for oasis
Cristal by the cases,
Ask Cappa Pendergrass for backstage passes
Special guest, no more Johnny Blaze, Johnny Mathis
Acrobat, run up on that Love Jones actress
Distract
Half Baked,
At the cabin by the Lake.
See the blue and white plates,
See the wood on the panel.
I may be Chanel Oat, Chilly O, Flannel Coat (??).
in Jesus' name.
Tryna' turn our voices up,
And the government tones us down.
Now that gas is goin' up,
And the hood is goin' down!
So the hood is
Ask Cappa Pendergrass for backstage passes
Special guest, no more Johnny Blaze, Johnny Mathis
Acrobat, run up on that Love Jones actress
Distract
on holy paper.
I said: I'm lookin for Jesus, he said: take the escalator
One flight up, is guaranteed you'll be there.
My sister'd be there, my mother'd
hotter than June
Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break,
hotter than June
Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break,