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Kracker Brand (Kracker) · The Writing's on the Wall [Bonus CD] (Destiny's Child) · Survivor/The Writing's on the Wall (Destiny's Child) · Writing's on the Wall (Sam Smith) · Writing on the Wall (Michael Reich) · The Writing's on the Wall (Destiny's Child) · Destiny's Child/The Writing's on the Wall (Destiny's Child) · Joined Up Writing (Anne Clark) · Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry (Petey Pablo) · Writing of Blues & Yellows (Billie Marten) – and 90 other albums »


uncle?)
Uncle krackerrrrrr
I'm double wide on the side, in the back of the bus
I'm your uncle kracker sittin' platnum plus
Double platnum (what?)
move busta rymes
Is sitting with ur one and only uncle shine

(its kracker)

Yeah yeah scooby dooby doo where are you? I found
Something you might
move busta rymes
Is sitting with ur one and only uncle shine

(its kracker)

Yeah yeah scooby dooby doo where are you? I found
Something you might
a motherfucker, Uncle Tone
(Motherfucker)
Uncle Tone man

If you can’t beat ‘im out
Then he a fair play
(Program)
The way you think it move here
Real slave
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out, the people gather round and they all 
begin to shout.

Hey, Hey Uncle Dud
It's a treat to beat your
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out, 
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout,
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,
It's a treat to beat your
And I shot him down Lord, He never saw,
Shot me another, Right then he hit the floor,
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold,
And we hightailed it
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out, 
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout,
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,
It's a treat to beat your
Me and my uncle went a ridin' down
From Colorado, west Texas bound
We stopped over in Santa Fe,
Part it being about half way
Besides it was
Down a tunnel, in a tube
On the floor, knocked down by booze
Busy man has blown his fuse
While crossword people look for clues
I say sir, get your
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out, 
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout,
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,
It's a treat to beat your
When the sun goes down the tide goes out
The people gather round and they all begin to shout
Hey hey Uncle Dud it's a treat to beat your feet
the mission to rescue dance music from the blahs
We're not gonna do it by fighting--Get up! Get down!
Uncle Jam wants you to funk with him
La da dee da dee
And I shot him down Lord, He never saw,
Shot me another, Right then he hit the floor,
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold,
And we hightailed it
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out, 
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout,
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,
It's a treat to beat your
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out, 
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout,
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,
It's a treat to beat your
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out, 
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout,
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,
It's a treat to beat your
the rest 
They send home the slates.

It took six months from the Cobh,
Another six by land,
But the pay is good,
And as I should
I'll send home
Slipknot, watch the Kid Rock

[Chorus]

[KJ-52]
My Uncle was eatin Korn on a Kracker all alone
It was 98 Degrees out and he was Counting Crows
And it was jus
wouldn't get right
Cause I was aware as a square in Delaware
Execs writing checks for sex in spandex
Radios gettin' sucked by labels under the table
Mix
a seat, and I sat down
Is this the first time you've been to our little town?
I said, I think it is
He said, I don't like to brag
But we're kinda proud
said ''knock down the house - start over''
Sometimes it feels like life is too long, but not forever enough
One day you can't give it away, the next
Uncle Sam's fair land
It's that King Columbia River and the big Grand Coulee Dam

She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the rippling waters glide
hop on a plane and went.

O-kay, I hear it's very nice.

It is, it is.

When the sun goes down
The tide goes out
The people gather 'round
Uncle Sam's fair land
It's that King Columbia River and the big Grand Coulee Dam

She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the rippling waters glide