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Unless
Guy Mitchell
Written by Robert Hargreaves, Stanley J. Damerell, Tolchard Evans, and Henry B. Tilsley

Peaked at # 16 in 1951
Competing
write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
Baby but what good does it do?
I've been consulted by Franklin D.
write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
Baby but what good does it do?
I've been consulted by Franklin D.
write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
Baby but what good does it do?
I've been consulted by Franklin D.
march and hold hands like M-L-K
The nigga in me like Malcolm little said 'all means necessary'
So by all means I'm armed and my weapons ready
I got my
I follow God's orders
And he told me I was rich forever
And he showed me I was rich forever
They call me Mr. Roberts when I'm in the bank
Digits like
Way down here, in the heart of Texas
There's a own kinda blues going on
Elmore James, Stevie Ray, Freddie King
Robert J's licks are heard on every
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
I follow God's orders
And he told me I was rich forever
And he showed me I was rich forever
They call me Mr. Roberts when I'm in the bank
Digits like
hands like MLK

The nigga in me like Malcolm Little said, "All means necessary"
So by all means, I'm armed and my weapon's ready
I got my lessons ready
heard)

So I say you should write it, Robert
Yes, you

(Not me, Johnny)

Yes, you, Robert Livingston
You

But

You

But

You

But
Mr.
er nem Salzspenderkopf gleicht
Mein Rap, wird von G's im Auto aufgedreht, wie'n Schalldämpfer vor'm Drive-By
(Schlampensohn) ey, Ich komm mit dunklen
vivre nos rêves, frère
On est incorruptibles comme De Niro Robert
Fun toute la nuit, j'ai bu des tas de 'teilles
Vu que je dégueule sous la pluie, plus
when I danced in that church 
Like an unemployed crustacean chewing on a birch? 
I'm addicted to shark meat and books by Mark Twain 
And eating
by the name of Rihanna with me
Straight from Barbados, give 'em that flavor baby girl
Let's go

You were there for me when I needed you when my