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in it.
Ray Charles and Lightnin' Hopkins
And a guy like Jimmy Reed
Bo Diddley and Big Mabel
Be all I need!"
It was a dream, a dream I had last
a minute 
Someone wait a minute, minute 
Need a jimmy hat 
For my bullshit... minute minute 
Wait a minute 
Someone wait a minute, minute 
Need a jimmy
Jimmy Buffett
What could I do?
That's never been done before
What can I say?
That hasn't been said by scores 

If I was a designer I could do

I'm sharp and up to date. Jimmy Reed, Vice President, 
Little Johnny Taylor, Secretary of State. 
I got the foreign policy numbers 444,
By: jimmy buffett
I didn't know we were at war
I've been away so long
Trying to help once lost men
Distinguish right from wrong
I didn't know
By: jimmy buffett
It's the ways of her father
If she's gonna change she hasn't done it yet
And the desert is calling to me
Run before the final
The street life is the only life I know

I live by the code style it's mad P.L.O.
Iranian thoughts and cover like an Arabian
Grab a nigga on the spot and put
ragged with twice my style. 
You've been put together by error and trial, 
But there's no error in the glint of your smile. 
A city boy can sense it
Thinking of the past I feel my life
Is slipping by at such a speed
Things I knew have gone and those I loved
I look for granted and deceived
and smiled
He said, "We can't leave her behind"
"Son, I know you don't want her to go
But someday you'll change your mind"
And Johnny said
"Take Jimmy Johnson
there's this woman and she's got me feeling pretty alright
Lovin', oh Lord, can make me change my ways
So won't you let me live another day
Guess I'd
pages, give or take a few
I'll be writing more in a week or two
I can make it longer if you like the style
I can change it 'round
And I want to be
killa hill
Resident, rest in peace to my nigga Two Cent
The street life is the only life I know
I live by the code style it's mad P.L.O
Iranian thoughts
I didn't even know a young lady could look that good
I'm ready the bounce outta queens and come to your hood
I'm ready the change your life baby,
the mortician, you know that shovel is on me
To put em in the earth, I do my dirt all by my lonely

I’m all about the Benjy’s
But that bring jealousy and envy
I won't let my life pass me by
Stop feelin' sorry for myself
Fish are biting, I'll throw out my line

I've got to love somebody today
I've got
for you to understand
How you can take me the way I am
And not even change my attitude,
But I'll try to change, if you want me to.

De Diva, De
to preach about the wrong of the world 
It can't be changed by three girls 
On the trio tip we're not a proof of that trip 
Excuses that's the truth when
mind stay core raw
Fill of ambiants, love fine carats and cars that launch
Nonchalaunt, usually there are Jimmies up in the palms
Play low style
Before I let my whole hood down I'll bring my team up
You say you run your fuckin' town, we need to link up
I came from that dirty town, look how I clean
offended by Chri-biip-mas?
You know you might offend the biiiip and the biiiip and the atheists.
Time to politically correct.

I'll lead this off.
verse 1:
Light yourself a dank joint, letcha mind go
Listen to these lyrics as I let this rhyme flow
I'm funky with this shit 'cause my style is
Why do my people come and go?
I keep on leaving them behind
Lord, I miss them so
I've watched my heroes change from
Silver into gold
As the time
of truthful grammar might send me to the slammer
So I got my alibi, so if the DA try to make me fry
I'll poke him in his eye with a who, what, when and why
Some days I just want to up and call it quits,
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits,