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that Lucinda Williams chick
Lucinda Williams ain't got nothin' on you now
I got something by wire, signed
Another Wayward Pickin' Chick
Dear Alicia, just

And flapjacks stacked to the sky
Hey, Diddle Diddle
Hey, hey hey, Diddle Diddle

Hey, Diddle Diddle
Little by little
The party came to an end
The band played

I'm royalty I feel like William
Niggas hood hoppers they change colors like chameleons
My Bitch is mixed yea she look Mexican but ass Brazilian
Come

developed a transistor also ended lives
By just a tap of a button I'm talking atomic bombs

These are problem age, that shit is moral!
What a dilemma, there's

a damn
Will.i.am I saw it on Instagram
I'm feeling dumb
Dead of winter
Think I got injured
By another player
Letting go
Letting go
Letting go of you

character by hanging them
Like lol what a way to go
Also lol, um, John Proctor
He cheated on his wife with this girl called Abigail Williams right?
His wife's

“Earthquake”
Written By Matthew Szlachetka (SESAC/ Francis Marie Publishing) & Paul William Stephens (BMI/ Auverne Music) 
Copyright 2018 Matthew

THE CARNIVAL SONG  By David Williams  1982 David Williams

In the big field the colored lights hung from a pole
 and we'd work for the rides, free

my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song

I said to hank Williams
How lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing

Who am I dressing up for?
My girl is in China
I’m buying expensive clothes
William’s my only friend now
Caus he’s singing me my songs
And his lips

Indian passport
She wanna know ma passcode
Possessed by sex demon
I think she needs a paster
Always on her instagram like she famous
But I won’t ever wife

A the remix
Ah gees
Hey CJ
Kadoo Williams
(Whooo)
Yeah

Baby all I want, is just to
Hold you in my arms
The way you, move
You turn me

my rent every day in the Tower of Song
I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing all

William's words, I couldn't list the ways you wear me out
And everything you say shows me you don't care
While I'm haunted by that church outside your window

Williams, 'cause I'm 'boutta OD in Denver
I just hope you remember

That I came from the Dub, now I feel a rockstar
No bitch, you can't get a hug
I don't want

guess it was forgotten for a long time
They took it all apart in '59

The years went by and arcades were the place to be
Games from Midway, Williams

to William and Mary to learn
He dropped out in '76 to fight the British who came
At the battle of Trenton, James was nearly killed but gained fame

He returned

and honor
It's a metaphor to show you humble
Protect and serve
Turn the locked up and kill
William Chapman, Alex Christian
Brandon Gland, Victor LaRosa

Written by: Dèja D. Williams 
Produced: Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams 

Dèja 

Finally together, I hope you know what to do,  
Come and make me

a bottle
I've been so lonesome I made Hank Williams
Look like a party of five
I've been beat up, broke down
Loaded on a truck and driven into town
I always

boys named William and Harry
Now they have kids and are grown
She lived in a palace in London town
Her son, Prince William, lived there too
She wore

a plate out a chin...

c Jerome.. a mason .. Jim.. any person's who think they got it....  Now williams coaching them in fear I was the one who taught it...

It was 1948
The year they would build a house to stay 
It was Rose and William's house
Near the little town a mile away
It was built to roses liking

accumulate commas...

I let you boys do your dance . Cuz Williams not your father..

I'm not ya partner ... We family feed your hand to eat...

I foresee you