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lookin' back tonight

Some top 40 Shorty's
Singin on the radio
An there's cotton fields forever
On both sides of the road
It's till the Flatland
One fine mornin' when the wild geese fly
I'm takin' my chances on the sunny side
I'm headed down south where the grass grows tall
Where
played by Stacy Trent
He is a famous boogie woogie gent
You ought to stop there if you're pleasure bent
Between 18th and 19th on Chestnut Street

Come
by John Williamson


Real country people in their prime,

Livin' in New South on Queensland time

He's a stockman, likes raisin' sheep,

Likes
There's Hollywood and the city by the bay
And the whole damn south down Louisiana way, way, way

That's the way, that's the way hey, hey in the USA
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
There's Hollywood and the city by the bay
And the whole damn south down Louisiana way, way, way

That's the way, that's the way hey, hey in the USA
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
This way was different shit, I ain't afraid to face that
This time, made up my mind, on my grind
On some James Brown, it's the Big Payback

Four by four,
I’m a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down
Even if
[Chorus]

[Lupe Fiasco]
Now I'm chi-town born and I'm chi-town bread
Call me west-side lu'
But I know about them north-side blue's and them south-side
We always roll down, no doubt
At the funky side of ten spots

Dash yeah, crystals how clear, I broke out
Pretenders bent out and ready to do my
for a king
By the time we got to arizona

Tommorrows a long time
We got god on our side
Over bass and drum beats hear the good rhymes ride
A poison goin
the prizm
Prince Po, I, out of the south-side slums
Claimin spots around all these hypo-critical tongues
Repeatin tha same topic, misleadin the sea topic
Wit
hangin' by the sun
Gotta getcha boogie on
All the hunnies lookin' fine, bodies that'll blow your mind
Makin' playas wanna grind
When you're rollin' in your
freedom to go about saving the earth and the ozone, we should start by paying all those dirt-poor coca farmers in South America and out-of-work loggers in
and the Boogie Down Production posse
And peace to the South Bronx, peace! (echoes)
and the weather it was fine
We were camped down on the south side of the bend
When a Norther started blowin' we called the extra guard
Cause it took all hands
this mutha fuckin cotton. Squad.

Ey, I'm in that phantom askin for that grey pupone look at my arm bitch you see tha charm bitch sweet home alabama
looked in eyes 
Thinkin should I peel his cap, or should I let him survive
Yo, I'm trapped in the plan designed by another side

[Coolio]
I ain't
hitch the team
And help the Cocinero rustle wood

Well, we'd driven down the Pecos,
The weather being fine
We camped on the south side in a bend
looked in eyes 
Thinkin should I peel his cap, or should I let him survive
Yo, I'm trapped in the plan designed by another side

[Coolio]
I ain't
We had driven to Red River and the weather it was fine
We were camped down on the south side of the bend
When a Norther started blowin' we called
Fiasco:]
Now I'm Chi-Town Born And I'm Chi-Town Bread
Call Me West-Side Lu'
But I Kno About Dem North-Side Blue's And Dem South-Side Red's
I Run Da F&F Crew
of a Tylenol pill
You wanna laugh now
And cast your belligerent doubt
Show you what poetry is really about
The side affects will make you pass out
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