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swear to God, wish I'd have listened
Jeff Perry, you know I'm sorry, you know I love you, I should've listened
Took the lick, made me feel guilty, I

Late nights crushing pills in my lean so it taste right
Sip Bacardi start my day right
Jeff hardy I'm jumping from great heights
Hoping I might die by

to date you
Cuz you boring to me
Love the smell of money
When it's foreign to me 
I be bout my money like I'm Jeff Bezos
Almost crashed the Wraith
Screamed












I’m drunk and hazy



It don’t phase me



Batshit crazy



Toxic shaming 




Credits:

Music written and performed by Jeff Whalen
Vocals performed by

Glah!
No I ain't no chef but these lil' niggas can get chopped
Don't care if you cap, but you ain't cappin' on my top
Plugged in like an amp

name I hit decline (ho)
I'ma cold nigga and my bitch cold too
Uh, I be preaching game, don't know what he sold you
Uh, go, I ain't Denzel but I play

'd never run dry
You are my medicine
You bring me sunshine
Together forever baby just you and I
I'm always by your side
Baby you got what I need
Nothing in

Reflexions of the Disillusioned


By Jeff Knight











Dedicated in loving memory to Jerry Wayne Smith and Willie Mae Smith
“You courageously

drama interject, where you might get hit by a pro who in the jects
Who sleeping on the floor cause the living so raw where bullets do the George Jeff

this glock I tote
They was sleeping on me back then but I got em woke
This shit I got on me fire like I fuck wit Kane
By the end of 2022 y'all gon know

Jeff was nearly murdered by a rabid deer 

Tell me things as life passes right by
It's not for me
Look down when you say goodbye
I've been listening

St. Louis Blues

Bessie Smith

Ladies Sing the Blues [Video]

1992

today, 
Feel tomorrow like I feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her

fall
Too heavy to lift
Too light to fall
You can play 
With Mother Nature
Though it's her call

Framed by a window 
From a far flung century
I see a fox

the artist development
Am I who gave you the growth?
You didn't bloom by yourself
Somebody had to plant the seed
The sun shine, and now king me
The rapper's

Umm hmm p yamz
J what? This is what happens
'Sup Jeff you leaving niggas in
The studio by theyselves yo

Ay yo puff the dutch
Don't make me fuck shit

like jeff hardy if he think he umaga
Bitch from the hood but she look like a model
That's errbody bitch that ain't ain't my girl
Surrounded by shooters

For Corners

Digable Planets

Blue Note Trip: Swing Low/Fly High

2009

are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know

Fat Laces

Arsonists

Defenders of the Underworld

1999

[Jeff Jockwell]
Jeff Jockwell and you're tuning into WBRK
Brick 169
We're about to get into the newest release from The Arsonists
For your listening

the greatest like I'm Kobe 
Go get mo'
Kneed that dough 
Niggas show they colors yes, they phony
Yes I know
Free your soul

Are you who you say you are
Careful

Struttin' with Some Barbecue

Louis Armstrong

Struttin' with Some Barbecue

back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I

Intoxicated

Ol' Dirty Bastard

Chef Cocaine Cooked

2008

Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's

Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's

'm like Jeff Fort

Bread Winner, big driver
Bitch, you ain't living like I'm living, you a dick rider
Bread Winner, big driver
Bitch, you ain't living

shyness,
All you wanted was to go away.

I thought that writing this song about you
Would be cathartic for me,
But it’s making me question just how the fuck