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from man made chemistry
(Jamar Clark, Dante Parker, Aaron Bailey, Philando Castile, Kevin Hicks, Kendrick Johnson)
And how many lives are afraid to be
Nelson lungs, they don't wanna smoke wit me
Better have ya funds, you won't ever smoke for free
Spill it by the tons, you can get the smoke for cheap
They advised us to shut it down
Turns out the officers were Yorktown boys
I guess those guys never left town
We ended up getting Willie Nelson'd again,
now tryna cause a problem hoe
Smoke trees all the time no Willie Nelson
Putting racks on ya cap so that you get dealt with
God dropped me and sent me
and
Leg like you escaped the Zodiac
And crawled your half-ass ass back home and
Made it to your fuckin' steps
Then got ran over by a taxi cab
That don’t
a drought like a fucking desert
Now I ball for the green like a Boston Celtic
I'm an old school gangsta like Willie Nelson
You an old school dike like Missy
course" (uh)
Got me feeling like the Fresh Prince in Philadelphia
Got me picking out the best buds like Willie Nelson
Got me feeling just the same buzz
alot of soul
Its the home of Willie Nelson, the home of western swing
He'll be the first to tell you, Bob Wills is still the King.
Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, "This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem."
I traveled through East Texas
Where
to put the things that going around me
on tape like Mark Fuhrman
Sexing picture perfect hoes like Pocahontas often
And I'd rather hear Willie Nelson
they ain't on shit
Get killed on the set
Pushing you off if you still on the fence
Come from the gutta was raised by another and then I found out my
for I to share
Grow it from a seed an yes me chop them down
Dry it and ya trim it for you pass it around
Big Sticky cola with that sweet sweet smell
Yes
a jungle sometimes like Melle mel said
I was pulling strings for rock like Willie nelson
First time I went on the road I Brought my nigga ellyson
Second time
let's fly by where them niggaz laying homie
Willie will where you been
What's good with cha
Dodging traps laying back im good nigga
Heard you ain't been
That was so long ago,
And it still can make me smile
When I feel so all alone,
You make me feel alright
Sing to me, Willie
A Texas lullaby
I'm so
And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year
From your eye drops a tear
I don't play that shit, I play that hit
Your whole gangsta image is
How do you do young willie mcbride,
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun,
I've been
the Willie Nelson braids
And there's the ouroboros snake,
He's gone to waste choking on his tail
Oh, now here I go
Turn around and head in through the door
constructed
By good ole' Thomas Ryman back in 1882
I wonder what he'd think
If he could smell the stink
Where the Rey eyed Stranger Willie Nelson spewed
Watch
dreams, and this fiend just did a fly by
On a flying bus, you can bet that I fly high
It's the Willie fucking Nelson ganja bus in Sweden
A smoke trail
and sour, wildwood flower
Swing your partner round and round
On the Big Island, you never know if you'll
Get Willie Nelson, or some Chinese angular banjo
guess you ain't been told
That you just can't live in Texas unless you got a lot of soul
It's the home of Willie Nelson,the home of western swing
He'll
Jenny Jenny
Oh, why can't I get myself a brown-eyed girl
When Willie Nelson loved so many?
And why does Jack have Diane?
And why does Billy Joe
killed by the buckshot
Queensbridge, wake and up and smell the air
And stop killin' like a villain, like you don't care
Remember Willie and the times we
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