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the advance but I'm paid
I don't even gotta touch it (Ah)
If I'm stayin' quiet
Then you know I'm up to somethin' (Shh)
Yellow tail on the black
Card 'cause I'm

Cause they don't jam
I could sell you some Ak
Bullets for have a man
I'm back in this bitch by popular demand
Till the feds come & get me
For them credit

of the houses the rats came tumbling.
Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats,
Brown rats, black rats, grey rats, tawny rats,
Grave old plodders, gay young

melting green brown yellow white
The basement's black with smoke tonight
And the sirens should be clanging
By now, but I don't want a thousand dollar

How I feel’s in the way.
Tryna’ speak out.
Glass house, loud creaks.
Tryna sneak out.
Pale yellow my teeth.
I’m a smoke dog!
I’m just barking in

should be hurting
They should be burning
You'd think by now that they'd be learning
They all act like my tracks worthless
They all say what they are I'm

Cherokee Highway

Western Flyer

Decade of Hits

1995

Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the world,
Red and Yellow, Black and White,
They are precious in his sight,
Jesus loves

Kissing Bandit

Esham

Boomin' Words from Hell

1990

a week


And if somebody ask, you my freak

Because..


[chorus]




Yellow freaks like black dick daddy

So pull down your panties and show me that fanny

you?
The day that I could get to know you better and then
You let me drop by your house
We sat and talked under the dimming yellow ray of lights
The sun

Don’t get it fucked up yeah we straight
Tell your neighbor to take his
Hand out the collection plate
Or get struck down by the hand of God
Damn if I ain’t

house, looks like my mom. Dogs in the
driveway wagging, “Bye! Bye! Bye!” As they do. Down to the picnic by the lake, checkered tablecloths and
chocolate

feel your heartbeat
They want more dope, I'm servin' the fiends
Smoking gas, you smoking on stink
When I was on house arrest I had to keep low
I ain't

it feels
I’m closing up your chapter
but I’m not
Not prepared
To let you go
Too much stories left untold
So I keep you in my
Yellow note book in this

But babe, it's 4 AM
Don't come by my house again
I wish that I had told you
Long before we broke this
Let's just leave it here
I can't take another

If I make you cry
Would you wanna die
Or stay by my side
Cause I need to know
Are you gonna ride
Are you gonna lie
Then leave me for fame
Just let me

Is there a space between us
What's causing the confusion
A whirlwind came by earlier said you'd make better with a different look on your face

I

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White trash heaven in your home town

I can't stand it out on the lake

Let's gather 'round the 'ol oil drum

And twist up a thumb of shake

House

Too cold to call it summer anymore
They took down all the yellow lights at Market Street and 4th
I left the plastic furniture you put out in

the house

C'mon and pass me the dutchy, comfy pass me the vine one time, yeah
One time yeah
Red, yellow green comfy nice up to see one time, yeah
When

Too cold to call it summer anymore
They took down all the yellow lights at Market Street and 4th
I left the plastic furniture you put out in

like a Gemini
Inside, Lives The Bridge to the other side
Follow me down the rabbit hole, where I had to walk on faith
Just like the yellow brick,

I live alone in a house
That was given to me by family
With a bright yellow outside
And a lawn that's much greener
Than my neighbor's

For all

Even Marathon Runners Need to Nap

Troubled Hubble

Making Beds in a Burning House

Even marathon runners need to nap
He said he'd have a heart attack
If he didn't lay down
The years went by and he settled down
His house is