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with his bike
And he's got Guthrie running in his bones
He's the hobo kid who's left his home
And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones
starting with "Its a wild chance..." are from a song called "what do you do with the urge" from Max Websters "universal juviniles" album. The lyrics in this
helped me out
With this album, Temoc, Najee
E-Money, e'ry body that gave me a feature
And everyone else, and I'd like to give a special thanks
Well, there's no verse to this song
'Cause I don't want to wait a moment too long
To say that I'd love to get you on a slow boat to China
All
That faces legal
Corruption with some of the most expensive
Campaigns in the world and many
Critiques of US foreign
Policy, which brings us to
This 1996
knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
You only got one life, don't waste it
I mean we only got one night, get wasted
I mean I know you're trying to think it out
But go with what you feel
workout, only two minute songs
Same size as your career with a TV show
Bitch shit talkin' me, sayin' I need God
It's dog
I'm flyer than a plane with fifty
Well, there's no verse to this song
'Cause I don't want to wait a moment too long
To say that I'd love to get you on a slow boat to China
All myself
Paying taxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn
Country don't give a fuck who I am
Just a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand
And I
of the best directors in the country
Like Harve, Ar T (?), Cazh (?), and the MacDonald brothers Luke and Nick
Around 2010, I started working with a guy by
back and forth, tumbling the idea of hearing his world as a song, as music, like a symphony -with a beat, a key... it made his mind race. For the first
rapping it contagious
This song it's contagious
Contagious
Contagious
This song is contagious
They handle it by making use of our beloved democracy
But fail
A man forgets what
the boy knew
for true.
'Til you halted an awkward parade of
silly grownup games and stone-cold jolly
with the devastating presentness
disgrace
Okay, Armament pushin' out the
Pistol, leave 'em aced, Bah!
Armament stone cold starin'
Through the gates, Hold up
When I pull up with my squad,
fuck around and get high
And release a album by accident
The more shit I put out the more haters become irrelevant
I'm spitting fucking flames
We all four grew up together
In a small Virginia country town.
And, for some strange reason... God only knows...
We got to singin' around.
And about
delicate.
The spaces have always been created by the gentle and caring,
To be later filled by bullies and egotists.
We can try to fill those spaces with
to bury me with Petoskey stone
And opportunities keep on popping up
Killer concepts come to me in shavasana
This is just an intro, a daydream
The rest
Whoever been rocking with us since the beginning
We, we uh previewed Von Prospa's song
On the very first episode of midnight cast
Close close personal
touch with his roots, found the redneck in his blood
And said, "Heck, country western rap records are good"
So he picks the guitar up and he strums
Candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring memories, both
Lovely and
Guiltfree, lurid and lovely with twilight of ages, luscious
to skewer and ravage and savage and split with the grace of a diamond, bellicose wit, to stun and to stagger with words as such stone, that those who do hear
the industry
And never send a song to the radio just to prove it to you all that this is a new era
I want to make an album that's second influential to the bible
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