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It was midnight at the edge of town
Me and the boys just hanging out
Radio up and the tailgate down
Yeah, we were passing something around
Then

memorized she gave me the
Desperate eyes
Then she turned around tapped old boy said her guest arrived
Cornbread fed thoroughbred yea she exercise
Smoke my

gubben för kroppen
"It's a very old whiskey my boy" sa han då
Och så plira han smått och slog i
Och så sjöng vi en visa som började så
"I was born by

Adidas are three years old
Like my daughter
Niggas rhyme 'bout Alize and need to rhyme about water
But out of chaos comes order
Out of chaos comes order

Good Morning Good Morning

Dark One Lite

A Guitar Tribute to Beatles Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

2005

Good morning, good morning

After a while you start to smile now you feel cool.
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school.
Nothing has changed

Get on the Train

God Street Wine

Red

1996

That we ain't seen the worst of this heat
Police sergeant come by to call
Shot seventeen holes in the wall
Got mud on the rug in the hall
And said

The summer was coming, I was out in the fields
Well then I heard a guitar playing, loud and clear
I saw an old man, he sat by a tree
He said "Come

Seventy-eight's, thirty-three's and forty-five's
Got my back like my boys standing side by side
Big pile of records up to the sky
Seventy-eight's,

Seventy-eight's, thirty-three's and forty-five's
Got my back like my boys standing side by side
Big pile of records up to the sky
Seventy-eight's,

around the world
It's looking pretty much the same
Only richer than the poor
But here I'm changing up the game
I see you stuck in the old ways
I'm laying

78's, 33's & 45's

Matt Mays

Once Upon a Hell of a Time...

2017

Seventy-eight's, thirty-three's and forty-five's
Got my back like my boys standing side by side
Big pile of records up to the sky
Seventy-eight's,

Woo, I feel like I'm Conor McGregor
Woo, I feel like I'm Conor McGregor

2017, I'm going back to my old ways
Ridin' through your city in a Chevy

the magic is dead
And what becomes of little boys who're lost inside their head?

Well, if you don't receive the message
Then you'll know that I have

night running out of elec-ky
What you know about candle for light?
All I know is survival
I learnt that from Karen and life
Same old cycle
Nanny was

with murder (di-di-di)
I know the pagans wan' try take things further (di-di-di)
Try know the basics before you use that burner (di-di-di)
Old school

Switch up the vehicle
Change the plates and scrape off the serial
Limousine tint, man can't see me at all
Old school car thief, I could start cars

the magic is dead
And what becomes of little boys who're lost inside their head?

Well, if you don't receive the message
Then you'll know that I have

take them slow...  2\/ The Girl From Blue City  The lights go out across the harbor And the boys are out on the corners Sex in the neon basements (red

they close the door
And tell me I'm too old or uncool
Maybe I got something
Special here brewing
Write what you know, ain't that the truth boy?

I should

left 
That boy Jayelo was a soldier worst pain that I felt
Cleared so much in one week with migo help we abused cash app
While you post memories

even know their names

Like we don't know the game
Fill a void by acting rich and famous
Niggas stacking up the papers
While I'm filling up the tables

misguided
And we had no place to call home

Same old story, different song
Most people get the lyrics wrong
Verse by verse we road a raging bull
Stomach

Oh no pretty boy stalactite eyes when I 'm
surprised flights flying haystacks itchy
in the night playing rubbing hosting your
sweat rearing

old and will be gone.
Bring him peace, bring him joy
He is young, be is only a boy
You can take, you can give
Let him be, let him live
If I die, let me