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William the whelp sat on his chest
He drank in the air and he ate up the rest
There were words to be said
And blame to be laid about
Why are all dead

Let the hard times go by and the sun rise
When I'm flying high (High)
Feeling like young William Wallace (Wallace)
Ain't no novice, gotta keep it

And come on and tell me twice


Written by Shaun William Ryder / Paul Anthony Ryder / Mark Philip Day / Gary Kenneth Whelan
Published by London Music /

And come on and tell me twice


Written by Shaun William Ryder / Paul Anthony Ryder / Mark Philip Day / Gary Kenneth Whelan
Published by London Music /

Stressed out pour up a pink
Blessed I came out looking like this
Outside I wasn't back by six
She's feeling the kid it's all in my peripheral
Double

by boy you better duck

How the fuck you want a ring but you aint lift a finger
Going back and forth the court and now you look some like Serena

A letter from my man young boy William Blake
Read by reverend John Trusler
He ordered Blake to illustrate paint pictures
Little did he know Blake was

mother's side, I am the grandson of William Bullock and Mary “Mamie” Elizabeth Thomas. I don't have the full lineage on my Father's Mack side, but I'm

"Thanks Joseph, awesome music, uh, that was a good idea"/spoken by Dr McPherson in early april 2020)


(Verse: From "Cuse freestyle"/written late april

black and white
The greatest congregation you ever seen

Little Jimmy and Bill Monroe own the stage tonight
Ole Hank Williams and Minnie Pearl right by my

Float
Written and Performed by rspace
(S. Williams, L. Williams)

You had me floating baby
Got the whole damn place
up in the stars
When you walked

Time for rum and some pirate songs

Oh captain my captain!
Whitman turning in his grave
As he hear this
Crazy mad rhymes slap
Last captain William's

Spilling Henny on my Travis Scotts
When you've been hungry so long you embrace the feeling
Sooner or later Heroes gon' be replaced by villains
The apes'll

neck and wrist Froze up
Was down now I go up
My heart still bigger than my muscles
Stay humble
Matching my vibe, worth a million
My shirt by William

Kick up some dust and then go jump in the leaves
I could be your William Shakespeare, you could be my muse
You could tell by the way that I'm walking,

pray tell, good sir
I give way…


V 12
Knox
With this in mind, 
And your permission, sir
I’ve something to say…

V13
Roosevelt
By all means, Knox

Sweet Southern Comfort

Unlinked Artist

Country Hits, Vol. 167

2003

southern comfort, carry on

Catching catfish on the river
Chasing fireflies by the creek
Kissing Gary William's sister
On the porch Home Coming week

Cruising through Temecula feeling irie
Dirtyfest vibes organized by the Dirty Knobs guys it's a reggae party
Craig Mitchell Charlie Williams Dick

Lyrics by William Matthew Cota (Di' Brom)
Music crrangement by: William Matthew Cota & Josh Childs (Blastphemy)

VERSE 1:
In a state of madness, in

Życie by było łatwe, gdyby nie było trudne
Byłoby tańsze, gdyby nie było drogie
Było ciekawsze, gdyby nie było nudne
Te wersy są głębokie, jak kałuża

To earth than she was won't
And makes men mad
- From Othello, by William Shakespeare

We are born at a given moment
At a given place and like vintage
Years

the truth)
I'ma keep it real
Show you how it feels to ride
Y'all went three feet and stopped rising
(I ain't seen shit)
Wendy Williams is a fat bitch
That's

Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm

The Drowned Lovers

Nic Jones

The Folk Collection, Vol. 2

1995

door
A-calling May Margaret's name?
It's only your first love, little William
This night come to her home

Open your gates this night
Open and let