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owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following
of the eyes and the pride of respect
Christian's with no Jesus evident in they nature
Fruit never falls far from the tree of the Creator
Lead by the Spirit not
I'm still here
I ain't ever went nowhere
I'm still here
Let's get one thing clear
I'm still here
If you ain't know by now
Take a good look around,
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Or just kick back and chill till I play my cards.
Okay I'm back, sit back and listen
First album platinum plaques now watch it glisten
By: Boe Araya ,Yeah, I come through sippin pepsi blue, booo
I go better than Maya Angeluo and skip to my lou, skip on these nuts fo show kid, while I
That's over your head like Dirk with the jumper
Ain't ever over we betting the under this was my album be back by the summer
Ha probably before that
Ha
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
never find
Too many problems on my mind
Living shife is starting to be
A full time grind
I'm not trying to lose my life
But if I do, I wanna' meet Jesus
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
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by a fishin' hole
That's how country boys roll
Yeah, they work, work, work
All week 'til the job gets done
Weekends they barbecue
And have a cold one
Through Jesus Christ our lord
Roman 6-23 nigga
Read it and weep, biatch
Hit a man bustin' up in my door
So I grab my 44
Now them bustas on the floor
labels hang you by a rope now
Sold out
These labels leave your body coked out
No doubt
And on the day you overdose, count
All the album sales
I've been saying I'm the greatest while low-key hanging it up
Can't tell if it's depression or me just not giving a fuck
Album's been done for a year
never even called me by my name.
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings.
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.
And you don't have to call
even a word
Blurred by the beam of Eden
But circum-scheming made them heathen
Circum-scheming made us heathens
Fake churches choose renegade
Resistors
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The second album hotter than the first
I’m spittin’ dirt back to put this rappin to work
Time to bring back precision fluid with thangs
Hip
the cash
I got a Jones, accept the facts
I would rather see yall fat
Have yall living in abundance
Want for nothing, its nothing I wont do that
Aint nothing
Yeah LT
And it's the brat tat tat yall
And its another album
Uh huh and its so phat phat phat yall
(Cherish) [Da Brat]
ooooh
Im in love
Im in love
branches, toss you in the pool
That you just partied up in on your vacation from school
Violent by nature don't expect me to apologize
Surgical with it.
and you might find you'll heal in time like Davy Jones
Locker, Beating heart stopper
Eyes wide, jaw dropper
Let me see what you offer
Because I'm feeling
your
Allowance on albums, we're back in the 90s
When I was a four or a five year old crying
Nowhere in my mind would you find a desire to
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