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flung open he's standin' out on Highway 31
Like if he stood there long enough that dog'd get up and run
Struck me kinda funny seem kinda funny sir to me
flung open he's standin' out on Highway 31
Like if he stood there long enough that dog'd get up and run
Struck me kinda funny seem kinda funny sir to me
to the flo'
Just like carbon, cause I got the heat in my rhythm
Momma nay not, never bragging just to stay knot
Even when I was a younger lad I learned my
it to the flo'
Just like carbon, 'cause I got the heat in my rhythm
Momma nay not, never braggin just to stay knot
Even when I was a younger lad I
Tie me up
Get it right
Pull the knots
Good and tight

Toss me in a car
Take us out for a ride
This is almost like being alive
I'm not here,
She gets in her car, October Friday night
Home from work down 31, past Franklin High
She can see the stadium lights, she can hear the band
Image like fast spliced line
Covered by the rough knots just like the bark covered
By the brown knags.

In the middle of the dead world left ship
She gets in her car, October Friday night
Home from work down 31, past Franklin High
She can see the stadium lights, she can hear the band
the wheel has spun around
You will
Be bound by what you are

Stand in the corner, with your face stripped of color
For what?

If you want to be
the emptiness in our souls

Trying to untie the knot we thought we were untying our entire lives,
Were busied up and burnt out.
Everyone together, we'll
in black 
In memory of 
The dreams I had 
I’ll drink to that 

I stand by my mistakes 
I did the best that I could do 
Each hour of the day
we give up
She came on down as I took up
This driving around

Loving stand still when it's held by many days
Tearing apart those knots we tied in May
jet
Work them hips like a pistons in a corvette
Slow down or I'll have to pull ya over
Search ya, handcuff ya, and do a move on ya
You get a gwb stands
tied up
In this yoga knot
You tell me just how I can take this yoga serious
When all it ever gives to me is a pain in my posteriors

(Yoga is, yoga does)
in the night and be gone

Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung
But it's not to stand naked
admit and more than others need to know,
She hopes the knots that tie her stomach are only butterflies,
The time goes by so slow
When you're waiting
Dee-Lite, the are-O-D
And on the keys, my brother D-P-see
Wise, Frukwan and my DJ Paul
We puttin competition back, up against the back of the wall
Me
[Pos Plug Wonder Why] 
(What the hell do you want to be when you grow up?) 
I want to be a supa emcee 
(Well you're already that) so let me step
the ones playa haters can't stand with
The mobstas rock y'all spot
Watch all the niggas and bitches start dancin'
Big ballers wave y'all knots
'Cause
got in the frigerator is bratwurst
Your stomach is balled in a knot, you got that phat purse
Pocketbook, stop and look, pockets look void
Destroyed by
bring a knot to my hand
As the pyramids that stand on top of the sand
In the heat of the moment, like Farrakhan said we need atonement
Bulletproof glass,
Woo woo woo woo woo
Keys they goin' in the trunk
Woo woo woo woo woo
Fiends they don't give a uh

October 31st I was standing by the sour
These
there's a panic ensuing
I've tied myself in knots and there's noonetounduethem

I'm praying for peace up in the clock tower shooting
My left half
your homies up in a box
My dudey bole, rest his soul, snuffed by the cops
I use to smoke shit a lot, if there's a guy by me say something
If you love
the dumpsta, lord catch a conquer 
Lord don't, pistol play jump up, if ya want ta 
This is the unda, buried by yo momma 
Not only do I murder mane I also am bomb