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black old son
Angrily is how I come
Vacancy in my heart that they can see
From afar, I just eat alone

In my car, with my teeth, that eat my bar
Look

tucked by my dick
Search me all you want you still won't find it
You ain't no man now
Greet you with this gun you hello kitty
Call me big dog
Cause when I

Championship
Winner takes it all
District on the line
We gon see who want it more
Me and my bruddas
Yeah we ready for a far
Dropping straight dimes
Yeah you know

Everyone here is on to me
The stench seeps through my two front teeth
And opens up to a concrete shelf
I lit a match and then I found myself
With

in, I dip in, I dive
For bitches who follow to smoke by my side
The head tilt, just like silk, she made me get milk
The hobos, just smoke on the blunt

Brang Yo Azz Outdoz

Ying Yang Twins

Thug Walkin'

about some bunkshots, and what knots
And altitudes, my niggas she botilary
For bustas who be talkin shit
  
[Chorus 1]  
You want to rat a nigga out

on the chimney
We carol on Christmas night
But all that I need is you with me
To make my world merry and bright

You're my Christmas Dream come true
You're my

dancing through the night sky
A boulevard of starlight

I want to enjoy my last night here
Had to get rid of all my fear
As they sunk their teeth into my

a glimpse of heaven's love
As he thanked me and ran out
I knew that God had sent that little boy
To remind me just what Christmas is all about
Sir, I want

a glimpse of heaven's love
As he thanked me and ran out
I knew that God had sent that little boy
To remind me just what Christmas is all about
Sir, I want

a glimpse of heaven's love
As he thanked me and ran out
I knew that God had sent that little boy
To remind me just what Christmas is all about
Sir, I want

Everybody knows that's the beer me
That's the beer me

At a dive bar, two for one
With the jukebox on and a George Strait song up
'Round a bonfire

was hustlin' in front of
Called the police on me 
When I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (yeah)
And to all my peoples in

was hustlin' in front of
Called the police on me 
When I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (yeah)
And to all my peoples in

everything is moving so fast/ I reminisce on what I miss about the past/ When all I had to do was laugh and have a blast--sometimes I want it back/ Sometimes I

it all before
And you're not listening
But the less your folks are spending on 
Filling cavities
Could mean more toys for you
So brush your teeth
Brush

Two hour drive back into my driveway
Mom's on the front porch starting to wave
Tree's all decked out in garland & lights
Like every December since I

happy
Happy for you two, then not happy for you two
Happy for you two
It's my own problem
Just sad for wasting time
Time to be happy for me

For now, I am

a big behind
I just want to touch your booty one time
Is it soft like it look, I'm curious George
Your booty put a smile on all the boys

Drop that

they all mouth with no skills
When I’m around
They all feel funny ‘cause I’m
Young, making funds like Shaquille O’Neal
Money you want any drama? You

(No country music was harmed in the making of this song
This is only a test)

Well, I wish I had some shoes
On my two bare feet
And it's getting

Juicy

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)

Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all

lovin' 
Santa Claus all that I want is my baby 
Santa Claus all that I need is my baby 
Santa Claus all that I want is my baby
Cause Christmas don't mean

Traveling Riverside Blues [Alternate Take; Previously Unreleased Track]

Robert Johnson

The Slide Guitar: Bottles, Knives, & Steel, Vol. 1

1991

is crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, now, and a lien2 on my soul

Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale3, gon' take my rider by my side
Lord,