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She is my ripe tomato,
She's my carrot on a stick,
I've been drunk upon her juice so long,
I don't know where I am

Now show me the way home,
Show me
It was a fine day in the fifth grade
When mary may let bobby walk her home from school
He had her books in hand
And he was listening to every word
It was a fine day in the fifth grade 
When Mary May let bobby walk her home from school 
He had her books in hand 
And he was listening to every
came to know Mary
First time that someone looked beyond the rumors and the lies
And saw the man inside

We used to walk down by the river
She loved
came in on Mary
First time that someone looked beyond the rumors and the lies
Saw the man inside

We used to walk down by the river
She loved
to live by
They painted every passion, every home, created every beautiful child
In the winter they were weavers of warmth,
In the summer they were
I came to know Mary
First time that someone looked beyond the rumors and the lies
And saw the man inside...

We used to walk down by the river
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told 

Like my good hand I
Tattooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That filthy five!
in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told 

Like my good hand I
Tatooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That
are created 
equal.
That they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable 
rights.
That among these rights are Life, Yes sir!, Liberty,
oÂ?er the sea.
Her name was Mary Dwyer,
But that was long ago.
The ways of God are wiser
Than the things that man might know.
She died the day I left her,
in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told 

Like my good hand I
tatooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That
in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told 

Like my good hand I
Tatooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That
dictionary
I swear by Peter
Paul & Mary
I'll use it!"

"Furthermore," said the rebel
"I won't let the issue pass
The whole student boby's gonna
Sit
seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told

like my good hand I
Tatooed e.v.i.l. across it's brother's
and comes home
In the most intoxicated way.
As far as I can tell, he juggles bowling ball
But he's not good at it
He moves his furniture then at six am
feel at home

I remember the time I walked for seven hours
And thought about the people I had known for so long
All the castles I had built
tell so well

I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked the ON microphone
When I met Joan, I took her home
She was just like
grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Nina and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my home and homeboy, I geed her
Set her
her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Nina and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my home and homeboy, I geed her
Set her on the way
tell so well

I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked the ON microphone
When I met Joan, I took her home
She was just like
hard livin', mixed with cristal sippin'
It's the most consistent, Hov
Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc and
Nigga I'm home on these
I started 
Playing guitar by the town memorial
All my songs were singing editorials
And when I'd done, the sermon on the mount
I counted my change
and the Lord take'th away
Oh Lord Jesus I wish you'd take'th away Sister Mary's wig
Oh you disrespecting the House of God with that thing
It don't even look
suckas hating on my name cause I'm next
Protected by the planes
J-L-R family crest
Momma fall back from them lames and fly with the best

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