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Wu-Tang Clan

Legendary Weapons

2011

Revolutionary gangster, the will to kill
Everything up, my roots is steel
Do it big time, march through the desert and shine
Let the C's live free while we

the anarchy childrens boutique located
in bunny country country bunny
Big country bunny
Drink drink drink drink
We've never promoted some kind of cliched stand

and never late
Breakfast hot right on your plate
Even when my days are cold
I always love driving back home
Sitting by the burning fireplace
With my kind

high life's, heavy on the coors light
Sippin' on moonshine throwing back Ballentines

Moscow muling it titos on my lips
c Dirty blonde by the pool

of your visions
Of my demise
My kind is ruling the nation
And so you despise me

We do almost everything
Can't cover your eyes
We do almost everything
Can't

I was born in a small town
Nothing changed
But the weather on the news
And when I left I cried
Triggered by my mothers eyes
But relief was

you know
Walahi talahi lie full their mouth
Dem deceive my people
Everyday by day you know
Shebi na dem dey claim jagaban
Na who place the other for

if he’d been lying all along
He grabbed my wrist and said I’d got it all wrong
He said, ‘Baby I’m the good guy, you know that it’s true
The only kind

okay ok

(Guitar rattle)

George 
George 
George 
(I have called you by name) 
In my soul

George yea 
George I...
Byron in the soul 
(I have called you

I got that real good feel good stuff
Up under the seat of my big black jacked up truck
Rollin' on 35s
Pretty girl by my side
You got that sun tan

That's so rock and roll she said
A rollin' stone
A tumblin' boulder

I took a puff of my smoke and fumbled through my folder
The pages sound

of them ol knotty pines
Kickin up mud out here in my four wheel drive
A buckwild boy just a one of a kind
Never scared to fight just sippin on some shine by

prick my own finger
Write anger in layers
Ahh, woo, country boy got flow
Ahh, woo, everybody already knows
So stay off of my hay loft
Don't get me high in

Still the only place for me is by your side

Another burnt out lamp in lonely town
Another one-arm-bandit gone and let me down
My whole life inhaled

West by God, West by God Virginia
Where the country roads and mountains are magical
It's a part of me, it's the heart of me
It's West by God, West by God

of

I should have never left Texas
No I should have never left Texas
Those are my kind of people
My kind of roots
And nobody laughs at my hat or boots
I

us tramps that march
Out in our street
Protesting those who wanna fight for freedom
My friend
This kind of leader makes our country weak

Now, ain't I

1, 2 Many

Brooks & Dunn

What You See Is What You Get

2019

me once I get goin'
Put a can in my hand, man, I'm wide ass open
The tick-tock of that clock is like a time bomb
By half-past-ten, I'm half past

I was raised up on tradition
Just south of Mason-Dixon
Yeah I knew all my neighbors by name
If it needs getting done, it's gonna
I got that from my

people are dying
And, like, I watched my country burn, I deadass watched my country-
When I was ten years old a man on the internet told me I had pornstar

a motorcycle drive by
Baby, dry your kind eyes
I think it's about time we headed home
Walking on such tight rope, with my damn high hopes
Country boys don't

Drop Dead

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

creature on the face of the earth. phooey on you!
S like you would be nothing without me and my kind! we are the future, harry! not you! we don't need you

Woody's Rag/Hard Work

Arlo Guthrie

Son of the Wind

1992

and I worked my way up by hard
Work. I ain't never got nowhere yet but I got there by
Hard work.

Work of the hardest kind. I been down and I been out

that I can't talk to no hoes
And goddamn, it's making me horny, fuck
I don't know what- to do with my life
A life without girls, ain't no kind of life