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to my stomach
And there’s nothing you can do
You gotta love him (You gotta love him!)

J.R., Jimmy Recard!
Raise your glass for the king
One day his Daddy took a ten dollar bill
And tucked it in his hand
He said I know you're headed for trouble son
Your Momma wouldn't understand

If you don't look into your mind and find out 
what you're running from 
tomorrow might just be another day to run 
If you just sit and waste your
yo be loadin trips and sowin
Ya knowin, throw a fancy hover in the drowin
It's kinda pleasin a ray, so baby sit, no thank you heasin
Sneazin, now what
And having to meet her. 
My personage 
It writes everywhere [in race anywhere] 

You Pep! 
And I stick my Parker pen under my ear 
Beneath my own
Just got my laser ray exploding into new dimensions
This vertical line, I watch it go by

I can feel it
So bad, it makes me want to cry
I can
the sun's brightest rays
Lading you two from the sharpened razor blades
Side by side; darkness and light
Play their game so unafraid, their hearts in
So when you wake up in the morning 
and you find someone whose lost and lonely
Just take him by the hand and help him find his way
When you
the uprights were right on the goal line 
But some of the players were running into them 
And getting hurt 
So screw the kicker 
Who cares about the kicker?
is cryin'

You know if I can sing pop tunes like
Frank Sinatra or Sammy Davis Jr.
I don't think I still could do it
Cause Lucille don't wanna play
what the queers are
Doing to the soil?

I first became aware of this about ten years ago, the summer
My oldest boy, Bill Jr. died. You know that
     Well well
Oh Lord, you know I felt pretty good, Yes I did
I began to stretch and yawn
     What for Ray?
Just to see if I could
a spreading calm
Then suddenly my eyes were bathed in a light
And the lovely lady in white was by my side
She said "Like me I see you're walking alone
Booze, don't mess with Mister Booze.)
Don't mess with be	, double o, Z, E, if you've been so simply occupied.
You'll feel better once you testify,
caught in the web like Peter Parker
you'll see the mark of the reaper is even darker
than the heart of a black -hole that's unchartered
swallowing bright
I knew he was talking to you, I was down with you so I couldn't stand it
Don't try to lie, Don't try to cry, Ain't nothing more for us to talk about
I'm going to LA
Check into a quiet, groovy hotel
Get myself a tan 
By the sleepy pool
Meet a pretty girl
Walk her down the strip
And chill out in
will outlast cash 
You get respect by bein creative 
And yes a native to your audience, so you know reality 
In other words, if you ain't a gangsta
a way to the brightest light... 

And now
Here I am, open arms
Thought your life was over when
There you saw in the sky
A ray of light,
So here I
And I fall from grace
No healing charm covers my wounds
Fooled's the dawn
And so am I
Fooled by life and a bitter doom
To bring you the end
there's no one high 
(Hey mary-christo)

You gotta go 
You got a date now 
Yeah I know 
Should not be late now 
Sensed by x-ray eyes her spirit spies

Turn the page and let it go
Like your mother told you so
Life it stretches out for miles
The truth is on your stereo
But the girl with X-ray

Turn the page and let it go
Like your mother told you so
Life it stretches out for miles
The truth is on your stereo
But the girl with X-ray
to reality
Wake up in the morning by myself
So I'mma go hard 'til I got nothing left
'Cause I'mma die by myself, just like you, motherfucker
'Cause you ain't
my stop?
Mr driver tell me how to get off
Any way you can, any way
Come back into the light

You want to get to heaven
Take the devil by the hand