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Jerry Jeff Walker

I'm just sitting here counting my money
Wondering why I'm in love with you honey
And why everybody is so high strung these days
get a new attitude
He loved to sit up front and greet folks
Take their measurements and laugh at their jokes

You couldn't stop by without staying there
stuck a lot

Just letter jacket boys singing Jerry Jeff songs
Drinking everything we could get our hands on
Learning ‘bout right by doin’ it wrong
Hopin’
nothin stronger that you can buy, without prescription
It's soothing, somewhat hypnotic
A rhythmic anaesthetic it's practically a narcotic
You want it we
stuck a lot
Just letter jacket boys singing Jerry Jeff songs
Drinking everything we could get our hands on
Learning 'bout right by doin' it wrong
Hopin'
got stuck a lot
Just letter jacket boys singing Jerry Jeff songs
Drinking everything we could get our hands on
Learning 'bout right by doin' it wrong
Jerry Jeff Walker

She likes candles and cut flowers, rearranging them for hours
And as she's lost in thought, I see the girl she was
I watch her
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
dups de dit min e tin a harmen

(Get up to the harmony?)
And edow ski dup nit up widu widout
( ?get up with you or without)
Sit o to the funky did
not die
Knowing all the answers without asking why
Personal pursuit pass our loved ones by
Frustrated with god with our hands in the sky
We load those
It's hell up in Harlem, my main man just caught a bad one
Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none
That goes to show you that even when you
a horseman in the circle of tyrants in debts for era
possessed like Jeff Parcera
Consuming impulse drown you in the depths of terror forever

[Chorus]
Peace
live and direct without further adieu
I bring to you Redman one more time
This is Jeff Stewart and you know how I do it god damn!

So who's that
and you can tell by the glow in
My eyes it's hard to sleep without her by my bed at night with her on my side
I'm gon be alright I love to hold her squeeze
[Jeff Jockwell]
Jeff Jockwell and you're tuning into WBRK
Brick 169
We're about to get into the newest release from The Arsonists
For your listening
to biz, you know I'm a diss them fast
So play like 98.7 and kiss my ass!
Cause me and rap is like peanut butter and jelly
Which reminds me of a song by
But to me reminiscent of Jeff Goldblum, fallin apart
Breakin as the Brewin's in ya soul, dooms are given 
And driven by the stress
Thoughts are deep
posse, for not soundin' sloppy
Swift and jeff by the board makin' sure our shit don't sound choppy
Can we adjust, this
Nast help me, bust this
let it out

Anything you could do I could do fresher
When I'm on the microphone I rock the shit without no pressure
Cause I snuck my forty ouncer
to Julia Parker
Hey, Jeff the King where's my mic stands?
Martini with his 40 oz. in hand, to Jai Dods and his son Christian
I gotta say thank you
Teach-A-Kid-A-Lesson
Fresh like the Prince, without Jazzy Jeff and
I'm the architect that can draw your path to heaven
With my glock, bust rounds twenty-four - seven!
to Julia Parker
Hey, Jeff the King where's my mic stands?
Martini with his 40 oz. in hand, to Jai Dods and his son Christian
I gotta say thank you
careful on the lays because the AIDS are nowadayses
Grand Puba, S.O.S., Stud Doogie, Alamo
You know how the shit go!
So Big Jeff HEY, B.R. HEY, Tislam HEY,
Yeah, niggas don't know about Fatback
With the different color records they had back in the days
You know what I mean, the belt-driven turntables