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highway, turn up that dirt road.
It's over three days since I left Houston.
Ole Black's my truck's name.
She's held together by BF Good tires and bailing
nigga, South Philly with mittens, look how chilly the rist is; poppin wheelys
with bitches; Poppin wheelys at snitches
You got three ways to die; Fire
mad pies
Low price, I blow dice and throw em
Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods popping
a bath with a Rubber Duck
Yo ho ho, and a lots a' luck
'Round the world with the Rubber Ducky!

Yeah, we drove on the water like diesel whales
Sank about
take a bath with a Rubber Duck
Yo ho ho, and a lots a' luck
'Round the world with the Rubber Ducky! 

Yeah, we drove on the water like diesel whales
("iæ?³e gone out the window")
I raise this broken halo to the sky
This is the storm that strands me here
Stopped waiting for a golden ship to rescue
evil, ever around
Fundamental system of government
Quite incidental

[Eva:]
So what are my chances of honest advances?
I'd say low
Better to win by
em
Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan

My niggaz roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin wheelies on Kawasaki's
Hip-Hop's got
his father. And She promised there would be better days to come.

And he sat by the radio and cried angry tears one gray December day, when he hear that
on the dress and break her for her purse

Ten wraps and a rubber band
(Gouda)
Three or four more in my other hand
(Gouda)
Five, ten, fifteen, twenty
(Gouda)
of the lake
Some jump
I got sunk, baptized on credit

Fishin' down on th' muddy bank
Felt a pull an' give a big yank
I holed out three old rubber boots
A Ford
of the lake
Some jump 
I got sunk, baptized on credit

Fishin' down on th' muddy bank
Felt a pull an' give a big yank
I holed out three old rubber boots
of the lake
Some jump 
I got sunk, baptized on credit

Fishin' down on th' muddy bank
Felt a pull an' give a big yank
I holed out three old rubber boots
Sixty pounds of blanket and the snow's drifting up to your window
And you're out of firewood and the wolf is howling at your door

Three hours of day
goal
3rd Bass settin' soul in the hole

Yo man, why don't you give me the pole man?
Why are you freezin' me out?
Yo man, 'cause you can't play, you
Was a time I would have cried
Those days have all gone by
You always walked a crooked line
And so did I
You read my thoughts, you knew my fears
turn out ya lights lets get one thing understood
I'ma keep my hammer real close, rubber grip tight
Tell why'all niggas good night, good night, uh
shall fall as Abel fell to Cain
By fire, by storm, by hail & by rain
The Sacred triad, the three that are one
Shall serve the word, thy will shall be
det va' nåt?
Det tror do va?

Take a chance on me
(instrumental)

Nu gå den långsammare än förut.
Nej. 1-2-3-4.
Det
I spent my day so, first I pray yo
Then I lay low, looking for the halo
Or more yayo, my little angel
Reminded me to stay playful
Faithful walks I
I spent my day so
First I pray yo, then I lay low, looking for the halo
Or more yayo, my lil' angel, reminded me to stay playful
Faithful walks I
stupid to know about
Pop songs your new boyfriend's too stupid to know about

True he likes the Breeders
He thinks Green Day's pretty swell
But what about
At three A.M I hit the scene
Buck-toothed freaks drop at three-fifteen
Pull out with one ditch the other
I jumped in my ride and I burnt rubber

Party
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
day
Whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away

Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-headin' on over the hills
Where the Injun arrows are thicker than