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to the Beatles
Johnny Cash to The Beaters
Put it all up in the pot and
That's what's coming through your speakers
I'm trying to be a legend
They tell me it'll come

no sci-fi horror
Walk by today, drive-by tomorrow
Talk hype, get blazed, why do you bother?
You've been wally since Tim Tam Tommy
Go raves
Get paid but

sticking around I'm just stopping by
Unless you gonna shop unless you gonna buy
First I swing my door yeah
Drop my four yeah
Used to pray five times a day

I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move, because you're standing still
Walk the line, Johnny show me what your cash can do
Top gun, think I'm

Born in 1999
Mike he write these rhymes
Every single time
Bends these minds
Man this shit is mind bending
Yeah sorry this is Mikes' ending
Albums

Record Jock

Dana Dane

Rollin' Wit Dane

1995

Brooklyn fast-talker
Big jewelry-sporter, sippin Johnny Walker
She bought me this drink, she's flashin her cash
She passin me hints like she want to give me

go an get it by myself
Homie i just burnt this shit to a ash
Peppermint tea in my cup to relax
Blacked out hoodie and the vans that match
I Fucked that

Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,

time they pulled up just know they ain't make it back
You say that you sorry but no you can't feel my pain
Wait till I make it get iced out by Johnny

the lyrics when I'm flicking off ash
Deep pockets loose trinkets and it's full of cash
I don't wanna brag
Might go dress in drag
Make as much as Brad
Pitts

Thuggin got me so cold 
Getting to this money got me solo
Back when i was broke , I had no hoes 
Wanted some support , and there was no shows
Man i

for the quick cash
But change I whip pass, aim n' Blid-ast!
The kid Cass got the game on smid-ash!
Slang the stid-ash
I'm tryna' stack money high
Gimme

for the quick cash
But change I whip pass, aim n' Blid-ast!
The kid Cass got the game on smid-ash!
Slang the stid-ash
I'm tryna' stack money high
Gimme

glad that you're my friend
(Yay) then leave another perfect time show
Feeling inspired and powerful
"The Ghost of Corporate Future" in my head
(my

Hellz Wind Staff

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got

who giggle walking by 

People love Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash and The Stones 
But no one seems to give a damn when I play one of my own 
I guess that's

I be makin power moves 
This the type of s*** that I could dedicate some hours to
How are you (hey) gonna bite my this is 40 s*** 
Gonna pick an album

Way Out Here

Josh Thompson

Way Out Here

2010

Our houses are protected by the good Lord and a gun
And you might meet 'em both if you show up here not welcome, son
Our necks are burnt, our roads

Gang
Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know
This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute
Boy, it still ain't go
Ayy, I'm that

it
Up up
I said we boutta run it
Up up up up
Fast, cash, mask, dash, gas, ash
Run it up for my Birthday Bash
Cash, mask, dash, gas, ash
Run it up for

and turned onto heights
you said me and johnny cash
are the only ones you like
you said you miss the friends
that we had growing up
and last year at jay's

I want a crib with a big backyard
I wanna drive all the fancy cars
6 Figure timepiece on my arm
Johnny Black for the bon voyage
I want a girl with

Playboys of the Southwestern World

Blake Shelton

The Dreamer

2003

ripened and rottened in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition

to the untimely unkindly
I Walk the line finely like Johnny Cash
But I keep getting visits from the ghost of the past
So I spark another L then I go to the pad