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Mr. Marley, them know your name
Ragamuffin Mr. Marley in the Hall of Fame
Mr. Marley, them know your name
Ragamuffin Mr. Marley in the Hall
couldn't learn away from home
And by the time she wore the cover off her bible
Her hair was gray and her little man was gone

There ought to be a hall
couldn't learn away from home
And by the time she wore the cover off her bible
Her hair was gray and her little man was gone

There ought to be a hall
My home ain't in the hall of fame
You can go there but you won't find my name
And my songs don't belong on top forty radio
I'll keep the old back
A drive pretty car an living like a big shot 
Mi sorry yuh gone but a caan tek yuh back 
Fi see inna movie yuh bwoy soon guh act 
So Beenie Man 

It is
freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin deeper than any mon
Through Jennings mon,
Now my widow she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless
Once there was a mountain man who couldn't write his name
Yet he deserves the front row seat in History's Hall of Fame
He forgot more about
weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good
he reigns o'er provinces great and small
Be he a god or man all must tremble at the hand of caligula

Given fire by the light of his sire germania
weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good
weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good
weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good
Louie's Bar
The names have all been changed
And Louie's pictures in the frame
Back on the streets
He's in the hall of fame
So there you have your
Beemer, mon
Holla at Beenie Man, see me, mon
Cheifin rollin deeper than any mon, through Jennings mon
Through you-City back up to Kingsland, wit nice
Billy, mon
Talking really and I need it mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon,
I'm trying to add yo name to my hall of fame
Not just a player, I'm a pro lover, lover 

As a quick pro call we can both come and go
This ain't
really and I need it mon
Flows I kick 'em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man

See me, mon, cheifin rollin
Beemer, mon
Holla at Beenie Man, see me, mon
Cheifin rollin deeper than any mon, through Jennings mon
Through you-City back up to Kingsland, wit nice
fuck it, come on

[Solomon Childs]
A powerful imprint of crimes, Hall of Fame
Not only a killer, but a mastermind
From the Hall of Fame, screamin', who
bring 

Extraterrestrial love affair
Into your secret hall of fame
Pray for the sacred and the strong
Pray for the others gone insane
Into your
in Country Music Heaven
Oh What a beautiful sight
He introduced me to Hank Williams and we saw Elvis
And then he showed me the Hall Of Fame
With all
freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin deeper than any mon
Through Jennings mon,
weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good
the enslaved labor, Wu-Tang

The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall
Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nothing
We came to punish