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want anywhere to go now, boo
By your side, I'm out of this road, my boo
No more silence in our lives
Just paralysed

I don't want anywhere to go now, boo

Where's Da G's

Dizzee Rascal

Maths and English

2007

boys talk about that crack again?
Cause we don't believe you, need more people, y'all might as well just pack it in
Show me the paper you're stacking

Less bloody in movies
Face to face with the boogeyman
Nobody wanna boogey
We bring more slaughter when we come
We wring more bodies 'till we're numb

you more by the moment
Then I knew it wasn't lust I was feeling
We've been through so much
Sometimes I have to talk to my dunn
He told me chill the fuck

Big News

Clutch

Heard It All Before: Live at the HiFi Bar

2007

The fog is rolling in,
The tide is high.
Diane's as fat can be,
Aye, Captain, aye.
The guests seem more than pleased,
How is the wine?
We shall be

Roll Call Reloaded

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

Thug]
Ha, we boss hoggin and makin paper, your stock's fallin (cheah)
Get money, then get more, while y'all stallin (stallin)
I just bought 'em, them fos

and the beat was by Trackster
Title of the song was "Po Pimp"
I said, "Ooh, snap"
I told 'em I'm about to jack
Spit it funky like I'm a mack
I'ma come off

more time
Yeah, be a good friend

Come on, kick in, whiskey drink
I don't wanna think, think, think
About who she's with or where she is
Or how bad

Sweet Mama

Lynyrd Skynyrd

Vicious Cycle

2003

lie
I can judge a man by the look in his eyes
So don't hand me Jack and try to call it Cola
I know the difference 'tween shit and shinola

I was born in

Answer to the Blue Velvet Band

Hank Snow

The Yodelling Ranger (1936-1947)

1994

Written and recorded by Hank Snow

(spoken)
Well howdy boys, howdy, man, man it sure seems like a long time
Since I last rode down this old trail.

Freedom of Speech

Yellowman

Freedom of Speech

1997

sell gold
Can't you see, you alcoholic idiots
The more you try to suppress us, the larger we get
   
[You have the right to remain silent]
Fuck that

Hawaiian Tropic Dark and a bottle of Jack
In the Cadillac, as I drive down the highway
You aren't coming back and I know that now
So I let the wind

more
This Boar, and you, just bore

And she wants to be Ford explored
Not by some Trans Am that blows off no doors
Who's mans is this? Oh Lort
This is no

to spread that
So fuck Alex Jones, I’m glad that he’s banned
With his bullshit content that is actually spam
And we’ll go on for days on celebrity gossip
When

pandoras box with no light surrounded by lies
Told us be all we can be and we adapt to the disguise 
I try and i try 
Many nights i then cried
In pursuit for

just because I got more
This Boar, and you, just bore

And she wants to be Ford explored
Not by some Trans Am that blows off no doors
Who's mans is this?

to the ground

Chorus

The accident was followed by a many thousands' call
To prohibit the boxing sport before more men must fall
But still the fights are going

knowing that I gotta make
It running on my deadline
Giving out flat lines
Cause if you think that I'm feeling
Fucking up by mine man, I gotta maintain
Its

going on, no more head assery
Goals to obtain look like the path to a Jay-Z, Quincy Jones, Jay Elec, a Ye,
Or a Master P
What they have in common at this

carried off
By the monsoon
Jones

Now where should i go
Now where should i go

Here I go again, ready to win
Armed with a grin that could level a tower
I got a hypnotic pact as a matter of fact
They only grow more and more by

represent Austins East (Austin's East)
Killin beats by MrTrackGonEat (TrackGonEat)
Before he was MrTrackGonEat (4Real)
When Sic Shu introduced us he was like

brought the world potato chips
Alexander Miles didn't create the elevator but he elevated it more
By inventing the automatically opening and closing doors

fevers
Didn't wanna be Christian, He made a believer

When I retire, I'll have more hits than Bieber
Two face made cylinders, turn into real ones
Only one