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Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr.
If the [D] wife and I are fussin`, brother that`s our right
`Cause me and that sweet woman`s got a license
sang
Just to bless the morning

Hot sand on toes, cold sand in sleeping bags
I've come to know the friends around you
Are all you'll always have
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

The cats are sleeping here in the autumn sun.
Your dog has flushed a deer and he's on the run.
And the coffee cup is
glistening
Like dew on a carpet lawn.
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
As the heavy horses thunder by
To wake the dying city
With the living
from the barrel of a gun
The solution to disruption: Order 1081

Now the sunsets are incredible across Manila Bay
You can hear the bombers landing
Sunshines, are you outside?
I am a simpleton by choice not speaking to hear my voice
Sunshines, why are you sleeping?
Gotta get outside

Cover
startin' static 

Now it ain't all good when your jam goes wood 
So as a deterrent, I use mental current 
Got them brothers shook, peep the look comin'
with them thugs from the are-O-see
Sigel Sigel in the house

[Beanie Sigel]
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
law
Strange are the ways of fate
For the government crawled to the mine owner's call
That the judge was appointed by the state
Yes, The judge was
Oh, the night is young and the road is long
There's a hanging moon
You and me, we got a thousand songs

Now the city lights are a distant glow
know how I long, how I long
You can't hold me, I'm strong now I'm strong
Stronger than your law"

I sit here now by the banks of the Rhine
Dipping
it's feeling today 
And you've been thinking about swimming upstream 

Are you embarrassed by legends of cowboys and maidens 
Do you remember how
law
Strange are the ways of fate

For the government crawled to the mine owner's call
That the judge was appointed by the state
Yes, The judge was
of tracks in the snow
I understood
It doesn't look good
Your fan club doubled now you got another wolf

And the odds are in favor of the home team
Why'd
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
but it's all good though
'cause like everybody else I got a dream to make a million yo
Now what? You thought we got crazy bank?
You know I'm sleeping in
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house
it's not confusing
I'm just saying, when you doing something time consuming
Every now and then you wanna spaz
Why I didn't go with jazz, muhfucka
Get
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
Especially now that I'm (old) 

And they're 45 with husbands who don't like their wives 
3 or 4 kids, make enough to survive 
In their paper mill jobs
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
on the horn
First piggy out we blow his lungs out his uniform
Now they in pursuit, like Starsky and Hutch
But there's only 2 of them the rest are out to lunch