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Ode to Billie Joe

Molly Johnson

Lucky

2008

"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'n' Mama said it was

Married by Elvis

Barlow

Barlow

2003

There's a real cool couple living on my street
They smile and wave every time we meet
They've been together for the past five years
They're

(Intro: TV Show Samples)
Forty-five centuries ago, one of the most extraordinary feats of human history rose out of the Egyptian desert.
For

Well sometimes I get lonely
Even though it's only been a good forty five minutes since I left your house
And I can't help from feeling like I'm tired

Yeah

Red tips, 762s, shoot a Taki at him
Good punch at Yoshi
Satisfied by hibachi habit website surfing
Tryna punch like I'm Bobby Lashley
Hundred

Too many sheep too many cattle
My joints all ache and my old bones rattle
Forty five years livin' in the saddle
Drovin' all over this land
Over

unencumbered
It is he who achieved his
Dreams with no slumber
Yeah, scrawny with the sumo bars
A top 40 song, no hook by Bruno Mars
I made the DJs hit replay

the world until it scream
Put a flanger on my voice so
You get scary when I shout
This about five years I been
Foaming this from the mouth
It's about time for

gets dark
Yet all these moths attracted to this light
Years I been trying to connect but they just divide
Generation raised by image and likes
Downgraded

helped me nurture my talents
I used to sleep three hours a night, that ain't healthy
I made 40,000 a year, that ain't wealthy
My mission changed when my

Step Up

Pacewon

Won

2002

round thinkin' what face to slap next
Like Latifah my Wrath is Madness
Ho-ha, more smooth than Billy D.
Drinkin' Colt forty-five eyes slant like

or be sacked
Years pass
And all that time elapsed
Int something that you can rewind back
Init mad?
One day you wake up forty five and sad
Mortified

with my kids and my wife at forty
Getting woken up at six in the morning
By my kids who can't wait to see their presents
The look on their face is too

'cause I sweat and I bleed
Did it all on my own, didn't beg
Didn't plead everybody talkin' 'bout "Logic
Don't sell out!" bitch I had a deal for
Years

I'm riding on the 5.40
Taking people back home in the morning
Find a safe spot and curl up against the window
Thoughts forming in my head, i'm

a ten-year plus for two dimes
Small baggage but we still carried weight cause rocked dope
Got a nigga doubled up, the white boy's a nice boat
Been a minute

I'll do just fine by my lonely 
Three bottles down and it's five in the morning
'Cause that's when I feel like my life is in motion 
And I'ma keep

Here I Am

Blaze da Tyrant

Sacrifice: 1st Doctrine the Trilogy

type person 
We keep it live while y'all niggas be rehearsin' 
Cursin' us, hopin' that we disappear 
But we been in the game for so many, many years

Three Strikes

One Man Army

Dead End Stories

1998

Well They Locked Him Up Seventeen Years For A Crime
It All Began When He Did What He Had To Get By
All Alone All He Had Were His Friends

enough, a Buckaroo Man
Cold fingers stiff in the mornin'
By noon it's a hundred and three
Five year old slicks in the canyon
cnd never a hint of a breeze

and forty quid
I was chillin', sippin' on my sky juice
My yout
Can't you see my diamonds like ice cubes?
Try who? I'll get you fried for
Five when they slide