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All rise for the Honorable Judge Burrell

This court is called to order
These charges are serious
Stand up and face the bench
What do you plead,

Well, I'm big in Iowa.
I've hung out with Neal Casal.
Wake me when I'm under.
I'll go to blazes in hell.

Hey, there's Tom Heyman.
Hey Reto Burrell

Yagga Yo

Beenie Man

Street Life

forget my niggas Double R.
Mr AC Burrell, on ya tip. 
We show the streets together, how we get down 
How we do this.
Hey Beenie Man, let's rap yo.

Go!

Take it slow!
Fuck no!

We’ll put the pedal down
And see just how fast this
Beast can go

Take your time
Heading up the Burrell Road

I don’t

Love's Holiday

Kim Burrell

The Love Album

2011

Kim Burrell God speaks. 
Can you hear Him?
I hope He can hear me
I hope you are listening, God!

Would you mind if I touch, if I reach out

At the bottom of a burrell
Place your finger in the hole and then you may be noticed
Strays will lick you beg for money
Beg for food you’re still

Hello
Hello
Who goes there
Dang what my family gon' think if this goes viral

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This that bop
This that burrell got

wrong
You Stickin' by my side. In my bed is where you reside
Oh, Ain't nothin' wrong, wrong
Ain't Nothin' wrong, Oooo
Oooo (Run that back, Burrell)

yow
Mi breed a money gyal an get a money baby, hey

Alright, mi money nuff, my yute yuh cyaan tell?
See mi a do chune wid Orville Burrell (Shaggy)

(Run that back)
(Burrell)

10am in Walmart and I been ditchin’
Ditchin’ my desire to go clean my kitchen 
As I’m walking through the aisle I bumped

The second time was in 2008 at Goddy Goddy's album launch
This tall, skinny youth ran up to me and he's like
"Yo Burrell wha gwaan?"
And I immediately knew

the air that I breathe
Greensleeves like Kenny Burrell and Grady Tate, Jimmy Smith plays the keys for ya fate
Had to be this way cuz the world so hostile,

a put a the Burrell to ya tonsils 
You should be a king
If you castle 
Never back down from the hassle 
We don't take no shit 
From no asshole 
We got

yeah
Nigga, you ain't gotta look to find me
I twist these words just like origami, I be on that bullshit you love and you respect
Stan Burrell in '89

Legendary

Travis Barker

Success Is Certain

2011

switched the fire up like I am a tranny from hell
What I got in my hand right now should remind you of Stanley Burrell
'Cause its the hammer the cannon you

Bunyan, killin' tracks, Paul Burrell
Click-clack, they all scared, no cap, these rappers nerds, uh (yeah)
I'm sippin' on some syrup (ooh), I'ma waste it

(Run that back, Burrell)
First we was loyal nothing tearing us apart
Our conversations lasted way past after dark
We was way too similar we knew that

(Im getting this vibe, Burrell)

The whole hood up at yo door this ain't no Christmas carol
Don't let us catch the Grinch ′cause he gone catch

Burrell
Overshadowed by the darkness
All alone on a sofa made for 4 or 5 souls
3 AM, dead silent and they tell me that ya house just reflects your

and proceed the thumping (Nigga)
Stanley Burrell, told you lil niggas you can't touch it (Nigga)
Bad bitch but she always talking bout some munching (Nigga)

the only way that I stay grounded 
OK so tell me that I'm nice because I swear this is yo last chance
You are Scott Burrell and I am MJ on his last dance

take a long Sip
New DRAKO with extendo Clip
Burrell got a DRUM and it gonn Spit
Smokin' up a BLUNT man let it Hit
Thug ain't never BEG for no Bitch
He

for you 

Til they a see up And start winning 


Crabs in a Burrell trying bring you back with em 

They reaching and clawing 

All them cloudy days