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Sneddon is a cold man
Tom Sneddon is a cold man

Slash!
Does he send letters to the FBI?
Did he say to either do it or die?

Tom Sneddon is a cold
and soothing syrup
And Grandpa Joad did die
They buried Grandpa Joad by the side of the road
Grandma on the California side
They buried Grandma
Oh by the way, what's your sign? 

Can't comprehend the meaning of the metaphysical 
I'd rather leave that to your so-called intellectual 
But what
their world we will be free
Bob Catley: With our minds we'll shape their fate

Steve Lee:
Now the die is cast, the first step taken
A glimmer of hope
found little Muley and Muley said, 
They've been tractored out by the cats, 

Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm, 
He found his family.
They
and soothing syrup;
And Grandpa Joad did die.
They buried Grandpa Joad by the side of the road,
Grandma on the California side,
They buried Grandma
John 15:13
Words and Music by Bob Hartman
I wear my seatbelt in the car I buckle up for safety
I run for cover from the storm
I wear a band aid on my
tell me why we got to die 
And kill each other one by one 
we've got to love and rub-a-dub 
We've got to dance and fall in love 

But what I really
marijuana
The way that it oughta
The way a letter oughta

The electric cool-aid acid test
Was a novel by tom wolfe
It's about taking lsd
And driving
Muley and little Muley said,
"They've been tractored out by the cats, Tom,
They've been tractored out by the cats." 

Then Tom he walked
drop, people listen to it
To it, to it, to it

Vas-y suce mon flow, vas-y suce mon bob, vas-y suce mon équipe
Vas-y suce mon flow, vas-y suce mon bob
and climb up the hill
Man sees the mountains and the deep blue sky
Man has to struggle till the day that he die

Well yes siree Bob them there's
to disagree?"
So Bernice bobs her hair and is instantly ensnared
In a trap so well prepared by Marjorie

Her hair was long, her hair was dark
Her hair fell
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
ice blue stones

Yo, they sell weed around my way, crooked eye, do or die
Brew and lye come together like two-for-fives
Smokin out 'til my brain
tell me why we got to die 
And kill each other one by one 
we've got to love and rub-a-dub 
We've got to dance and fall in love 

But what I really
petty crooks
And I will learn
By studying
The lesson in my dreams
Turn off the TV
'Cause that's what others see
And movies are as bad as
Eating
baby on the way

Hey, up to Jimi Hendrix, to beer, the Sonic Lizard, the Rape Man
How about Bob Marley, Bob Dobbs and Bob Forrest
To all those punker
baby on the way

Hey, up to Jimi Hendrix, to beer, the Sonic Lizard, the Rape Man
How about Bob Marley, Bob Dobbs and Bob Forrest
To all those punker
served us 
Oh why did fools had to let loose 
Heard six pops from a deuce deuce 
Big Tom had to push us 
13 niggas runnin' straight to the bushes 
For
DUMINICA

MARKY MARK:
PEACE
I GOT A PLEA CALLING
I SEE TOO MANY KIDS SIMPLY FALLING
IN THE STREETS
IT'S TRIFE A WASTE
OF A LIFE EITHER YOU DIE BY
and the Joker
Snoopin' in my biz like Tom and Roxie Roker
So bust the freaky freaky freaky ways
The brothers with the Asian guise making G's
And now we're
Well nigga roll me a mic 
and let me smoke it til' I'm high 
if you ever seen me rock 
then you know that I- 
live and die for 
the things I do
support him
I never thought you would sell out
You’re becoming so cocky
I asked you for a picture after your show
You walked right by me, I’m like
Peace, I got a plea calling
I see too many kids simply falling
In the streets, it's trife a waste
Of a life either you die by the bullet
Or struck by