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Kenesaw Mountain Landis

Jonathan Coulton

Smoking Monkey

2003

should really run this show 
You should be the guy who owns baseball 
And all you really gotta do 
Is help us make a buck or two 
We'll bet

Split up down by that willow
Just off of County Road A
I drove away the only thing
That ever dared take my name
To get the most from love
You gotta

a bit of fidget
No one else can keep up with it
Make mistakes in double digits
Never a landlord just a tenant
Can I call on You my friend
To share this

When I woke up early this morning
I brush my teeth and comb my hair
I ain't gotta be nowhere
But I don't mind
Well the birds all sang "good morning"

calling to understand
How this came to be
It's for the best that we
Take it piece by piece
See this us as you and me
I think it to myself

'Cause it takes

be hopeless
I see they faces by the meaning of salt
Kno this dream it wont came to a halt
They some runners thats why they get caught
Tryna put me

can't even speak she leave in a week floatin
Down the creek and I gotta take a leak fuck man

Ya know what
I'm fuckin bitches fuckin hoes I got
Punk

can't even speak she leave in a week floatin
Down the creek and I gotta take a leak fuck man
Ya know what
I'm fuckin bitches fuckin hoes I got
Punk

loaded
Like I'm chosen one by
Lord of thoughts
You jokers fucked up
Jokes are not so tough
So stop to drop
Your idle talk
And better walk away
No time

늦었으니깐 서둘러 챙겨 가방
밖에 나가
날씨 맑아
하늘을 잘 봐
하루는 짧아
길거리 더워 마치 적도
레인 갈아타
필요하지 빠른 속도
잘 알아놔
여긴 조금 다른 온도
And I be balling 마치 Rondo
Smoking all that Kush
Wake up

the seasons change day by day
Until there’s nothing left
Shout out!
The worst of the world I seek
Slashing, burning, everything in my reach
You motherfuckers

'm with that
Other niggas rich but I can say that I done hit that
Hit it like I gotta be a pro, legs in the air while I'm suckin' on the toe
Hit her from

Oh shoot! This is the place to be!
This is the place that's poppin!
Shake my fist with a "why I oughta"
My hands might rip with the way I gotta
Vice

At her doorstep at the break of dawn I
Hope she won't be too far gone
She opens I say please just let me know
But when her eyes meet mine she
Cannot

to the money, gotta' cop on different kicks.
Got Rick Owens on my feet, I had her shoutin' like she Ric.
My diamonds shinin' like a Flare cause from a mile, you

with
Don King so bring the horns in
Times every blade of grass
Add to the stash you stepped on lawns with
I don’t get along with
Pawns who think that

free
You gotta' get through we
Made in Chicago
From the dirt we grow
We so fly like crow
Okay here we go

Friends or foes leave that shit at the door

a purse
So she gone carry the tool
And she stay by my side
Like Bonnie and Clyde
So all I gotta do is pivot
And she'll hit anybody that moves
Boi you better

and watch my motivation rot away

Let me live - Or leave me to die
At least let me breathe - Open your eyes

I don't want to be a slave but I gotta keep going

sex, drugs & homicide (Uh-Huh)/
Mostly West Indians so violence gotta multiply (Uh-Huh)/
All my grandparents died by the age of nine (Facts)/
New Years

me be just got yo nerve unstable creature please take a step back look at self before you pled
I’m too handsome and conceited to the eyes ima threat if

for a better one
They said I'm odd, maybe cus I'm the better one
To those my music be inspiring I say keep going
Don't misplace it no matter what, you

I've got to do this.
You wouldn't be the first one to say I'm foolish, knew this, from the moment that I dove in, it was clear to me in this game few

gravity
All that we can be
Hear My Voice
Lonely in the Night
I Am The Wolf
Keep You Tucked In Tight
Hear My Voice
Lonely in the Night
I Am The Wolf
Keep You