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It's Abigail Beecher, our history teacher 

All the kids are just crazy about her
Central High would be a drag without her
She knows her history from

track back then in the sand we ran
Like the bleachers
Before Cornell talking Beecher
Before I had a tape or sales I been ether
Way before anyone asked for

but not the OG
Shoutout my nigga Ju we all gotta eat
Shoutout my nigga Siah and my nigga Reece
Say something bad 'bout Cho and we bringing heat

Beecher

with some killers
Put some lions on 'em
Drew Brees thigh pads on me
Put the 9 up on him good in Beecher, bitch
I'm tapped in with them sack runners
Unky,

like 5
I think I'm from Beecher so on my back I need a 5
Bumpin' my head in the party you know I gotta vibe
I just made my fiend O.D., yeah he's not

Gardena and
Some bloods that be on Beecher (Beecher)
Be tryna keep it peaceful but I paint shit
Mona Lisa (yeah)
Freaky bitch way out in Clear spent
Three

down to Beecher
(Damn, Glo, you killed this one) ayy
Shoot down to Beecher
Then I'm linkin' up with gang and them
Chopstick slam him on his head
Like

and leave behind
On back past Harper's Ferry
It's like we're going back in time
They rode with Beecher's Bible
Shook the nation to the core
Riding out so

Let's Do It (Let's Fall in Love)

Peggy Lee

Song Is You: Those Golden Love Songs

1999

could-just-do it,
Let's do it, let's fall in love.
E. Allan Poe-ho! ho! ho!-did it,
But he did it in verse.
H. Beecher Stowe did it,
But she had to rehearse.

Let's Do It (Let's Fall in Love)

Peggy Lee

Best of the Big Bands, Vol. 2

1993

could-just-do it,
Let's do it, let's fall in love.
E. Allan Poe-ho! ho! ho!-did it,
But he did it in verse.
H. Beecher Stowe did it,
But she had to rehearse.

Let's Fall in Love

Peggy Lee

Miss Peggy Lee

1998

could-just-do it,
Let's do it, let's fall in love.
E. Allan Poe-ho! ho! ho!-did it,
But he did it in verse.
H. Beecher Stowe did it,
But she had to rehearse.

everybody taking a hit 
From the politicians, athletes and even the teachers
My dentist even hit it, Dr Beecher
He say "Snoop Dogg I really wanna meet ya"

Ernest Hemingway could-just-do it,
 Let's do it, let's fall in love.
 E. Allan Poe-ho! Ho! Ho!-did it,
 But he did it in verse.
 H. Beecher Stowe did it,

like that
Got the chops lets chat
I'm Beecher in Oz beating the odds and I'm back
Rolling loud
Locomotives
And you'll never take my powers or my mojo

smoking weed on Beecher
Pain running deep and it only get deeper
Bad attitude I can take her to the meter
And I got a bitch who work at peaches
I ain't

Measure by measure
But I'm a Golden Boy, oh boy
And there ain't no question
I'm Harriet Beecher
Pleasure to meet yer
No more cardinals, for the old souls
We

A Beechers Brook is low
A hurdle at which greater men have fallen
She manipulates
Steals my mind and hides it in the garden

(chorus)
But now, only

I'm 17 done lost to many bros to the streets 
Fuck wit Beecher never droppin my B's
Get back gang put you on a tee
RIP lil gabe 
Lost mo n***** then my

label thats beecher
Haha, I bet no one even got that reference, but you know what haha, Lets Go
Finessing you finessing while I roll (Finesse)
Finessing

bruh
And I ain't talking soda pop
Pyrex pot and baking soda
Know that's a boatload of drop
Roadblocks on Mcafee
Backstreet cascade and Beecher st
Wasn't

the washer
I was goin' through some real shit, I met me a counselor
My Beecher nigga tryna buy a brick, he met me on Carter
The chain I got on real thick like

Show me you wit it

Lil bitch wanna top me ain't talking bout sloppy
She play with that stick imma wipe her nose
All my niggas from Beecher don't charge

come from Beecher
Mini drac sing like the choir so I call that bitch the preacher

Tapped in with the streets
And now I'm kicking beats
Imma get some

The peace you need
Not enough
Yeah
They say you don't make it far without having to pay a couple tolls
Made it outta Beecher dodged a couple holes