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on the dash
For the next eight and one half years
We got paid by Cash

He took us down to Nashville
To Columbia studio
Not knowing where we came from
on the dash
For the next eight and one half years
We got paid by Cash

He took us down to Nashville
To Columbia studio
Not knowing where we came from
it was porn

I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
Raw blood, hundred
of a thousand faces - no match for Ron.  Doug Henning does the make-up - special effects from Grecian Formula 16 and Crazy Glue.  Transportation furnished by
John Wilkes Booth was a southern man,
Born of an actor in Maryland,
Bound for fortune on a gas-lit stage,
Bound to die at a tender age.
He was born diseased with a twisted mind
His hands his feet his elbows tied
Sleeps by the day and in the night he crys
The bastard son
here tryin' to grind my hardest
Up early so to milk the cow
Keep my John Deere out here plowin' the fields
To keep my john hancock's worth up in
the gates!!

Theme

To be free again - and stake our claim at hand
The key now in your hand - now points their way and sends them to burn!

Theme

Now claiming
and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn

Got the right to bear arm, ring
deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn
Got the right to bear arm, ring the alarm!
Another sound boy dyin, hot irons
Slugs flyin out the hardware
of Europe and Asia could not, by force, take a drink from the Ohio River or set a track on the Blue Ridge in the trial of a thousand years. If destruction be
Clitorus: Well, dude, when are you gonna bake me that delicious blueberry fetus pie you've been promising me?

(spoken, by John)
Anyway รข?? it went on from
like Mars, when I spit these bars
Come fuck with these stars up in luxury cars
We built them radars to stay free from the cops
Crucial choices
like Mars, when I spit these bars
Come fuck with these stars up in luxury cars
We built them radars to stay free from the cops
Crucial choices
here working and I gotta pay up

Cindy, she not herself unless she smoking crack
7 times she got stabbed in the back
By a regular john she dealt with
like Mars, when I spit these bars
Come fuck with these stars up in luxury cars
We built them radars to stay free from the cops
Crucial choices
instrumental, vibrations is what I'm into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like
Tito
But he clowned me and told me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo doors go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song some from my man Nigo
SLR, when
used to live with Tito 
But he clowned me and told me that my money's free-doughs 
Now the Enzo doors go up like a Dilo 
Reon, same song some from my
lumps
You flossin now, you be pardon by next month
Type of thug, yo I was born to bug
Waitin for us to fall, nigga join the club, what
need born again to be free
I'm singin' you little girls and boys spoofs
All you do is ignore me
Though I have been sent here to inform you
And there's