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Beautiful Tribute to James Blunt (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tribute to James Blunt (Joe Cocker) · Mac Wiseman, Jimmy Martin, Stanley Brothers (Mac Wiseman) · Wiseman, Pt. 2 (James Blunt) · Wiseman, Pt. 2 (James Blunt) · The Best of Ladysmith Black Mambazo: The Star and the Wiseman (Ladysmith Black Mambazo) · The Mac Wiseman Story (Mac Wiseman) · The Mac Wiseman Story (Mac Wiseman) · Wiseman [2 Tracks] (James Blunt) · Best of DJ Melo-Mix, Pt. 2: The Blunt Burner (DJ Melo-Mix) – and 90 other albums »


Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James and it goes..

Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But
Swing
Ava Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James and it goes..
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day
Guys 
I would be brief but my Karl Kani's didn't dry 
I smoke the blunt for all you underground chumps 
My smoke bangs like it's freshly picked from
Julianus (332-363)]
[Roman Caesar (Julian the Apostate) (361-363)]

["What are the fruits of Chrisianity? Bigotry, superstition and persecution."]
[James
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like james straight out of high school
To the big games but you
a blunt, or either pass me a joint
I'm the modern day Rick James, yeah that's me
Anything less than the best is blasphemy
So ask for me, when you want
and influenced by the one james brown
Godfather of soul now let the horn blow
Reflect to the days with me and marley in control
Hip hop pays now it's back
James 
To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh) 
Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts 
Bustin ass daily as I compose like
to buy they bitch
Now they rich try to piss everybody to trick off
But a true boss to pay the cost, she giving away her drawls, 
Word to the brown James
jet because she was ready for the jim
Browski I doubt thee e would front
So like a real stunt, I rolled the blunt
She was ready, I could see in her face
the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you with the dick,
I was rollin' through the hood one day
Thought shit den calmed down, 
"Gang-bangin'" den played out by the years since I den been around
Ain't talked
I got the pack of Rough Riders 
In the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
it was supposed to be pulled
Full as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys
Smoking them white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses
supposed to be pulled
Full as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys
Smoking them white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses
Passes
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
So let me run this information by you 
Its true we outdo, it has become an issue 
Love em and leave em fast we won't miss you 
Its tradition were
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
it was supposed to be pulled
Full as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys
Smoking them white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
to the lips and the blunt of this
Weed call, great food, seutures, we feelin it
I be porno whipped, house looking show ownership
When we know he just a worker
I stop by the club, 'cause it ain't shit else to do it 
I'm on the guest list, it's E-Swift plus two 
Stepped to the bar, 'cause, it's a bad habit
James 
To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh) 
Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts 
Bustin ass daily as I compose like
on your hand mean we can twist like Chubby Checker
Blunt so fat you'll need a pyrotech' to get it lit
Yeah, this the way that West coast rock shit
I'm