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A postcard of Byron by the bed
It's a reminder of every word that he said
To die in the arms of a twenty year old
A figure of porcelain with moves
the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me
Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all gonna be what we're
Mrs. Jones maiden name Susan Roberts
Danny Jones her husband loving nice
Their second boy named for her father Casey
Middle name William, and no
And he wished them in his heart to return back again
But the fate of young William was to die in a watery main
Young William stripped off and he swum
[Pharrell Williams] Yo, wave your hands in the air
if ya came to party (party)
Get down, baby, we get down. Neptunes, Most Wanted baby, we get down
located in a refined neighborhood
From the land of miracles comes Mr. Williams
And he says "don't give up", he says "don't give up"
See him any
later we can get in the sun
We can skip to a diner and sip a little coffee
And talk about hip hop stars and astronomy
By the way baby what's your
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10. Latham, Williams. Lightning and forest fires. Forest Fires:
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cause I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love
[Pharrell Williams]
Yo...
I go by the name... (I'm yo' pusha)
of Pharrell from the Neptunes...
And I just wanna let y'all know... (I'm yo' pusha)
did shake
And on my grave the words will say
"I believed you, William Blake"
We scraped by in the shadows
Sown with pity and with scorn
The great
Well how do you do private William Mcbride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
I'll rest for awhile in the warm summer sun
I've been
the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me
Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all gonna be what we're
looked in the cupboard and saw nothing, but give thanks, managed to make food
She kept on saying though, God will get us through
There's four people what
'cause I got love on the list
High powered juice where I
Don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and
Get hugs from the misses
Pounds from my brothers
I'll hit at least one (okay, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Got 'em all tannin' by the pool and they greased up (okay)
Police in my city, man, I keep they
stopped by today
At Hank Williams's grave
My hero from the days of my youth
Was that him or me
That I used to be
In the times when I searched for
from the work through shack
But the coal grey eyes of William Deacon never once looked back
They're gonna move Green Mountain he can't stand in the way
Williams ain't paint the town from in systems... I'm patient.... It's been a venture from the place that I started to where it's at...
I get a rush everyday
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cuz I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love from
mom in charge fuck you, William
And tell the Queen to slob all on my knob!
Queen Impression
We're all living like kings
Raping all the peasants
Taking
can cling to a ramblin' rose?
Your Cheatin' Heart
(Hank Williams)
Your cheatin' heart
Will make you weep
You'll cry and cry
You'll try to sleep.
But
rivalry, cousin ride with me
I'm the international cat that you tryna be
I am (WILLIAM) William (WILLIAM) William (WILLIAM) yes ma'am
When I'm in a G-man
[Layzie Bone]
Now I sound so raw, cos I'm down by law,
Trying to play me cos I'm rapping I will break yo jaw,
Catch a nigga in these streets
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