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Halfway to Memphis

Sammy Hagar & the Waboritas

Not 4 Sale

2002

That you're ready for show 
Count 3 and let go 
Before you turn around and go home 

There ain't no sanctuary 
Young Jeff Buckley blood 
You're

Halfway to Memphis

Sammy and the Wabos

Livin' It Up!

2006

know
That you're ready for show
Count 3 and let go
Before you turn around and go home

There ain't no sanctuary
Young Jeff Buckley blood
You're

Lexus
To nie jest hip hop tylko coś więcej podniosłem się dzięki porażce
Nie jestem zadowolony z siebie urodziłem się odszedł Jeff Buckley
Memphis dusza

When you said that you like Jeff Buckley I nearly cried
It felt like the best two minutes of my life
There was nothing that I could do
But I'm afraid

Jeff Buckley sounding by

You have stolen the last piece of my heart
I'll write in midi the leitmotif we have

And when the leaves start to fall

'round midnight
Jeff Buckley singing that Cohen song

You tied me to your kitchen chair
You broke my throne you cut my hair
God only knows where i'd be 
(I

To Candourland
And hold the line
There's a river
Empty of all gold
Which is carting downstream
Noah Joad and Jeff Buckley
Drive along
And find the fords
Think your

In My Backyard

Dead Celebrity Status

Blood Music

2006

come around.
This world's like a vortex trying to suck me in,
I'm lucky to play the role of a drowning Jeff Buckley.
I'm an OutKast in the state

trenuję falset
Jak jakiś jebany Jeff Buckley
Wstaję koło południa i jadę do studia i robię sobie dyskografie
Byłem pojebanym wariatem,
Byłem pojebanym

a nigga popped this bitch tryna play me like a fuckin' bum
Niggas do slides where I'm comin' from

Nigga don't get jumped by the gang in the club this ain't

and binge watch some iCarly (yessir)
While you're busy playin' with Barbie
My wallet gettin' thicker like I'm Jeff Hardy
When I'm droppin' dimes on you, I

Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my

blinking stupid. Niggas boosting I just want the acoustics. Cause we was pumping and dumping. You hit that road it's no fumbling. Bum he called me who

Ya Know How It Goes

Grand Puba

Reel to Reel

1992

Really
I never sold gems to the bums in the slums
Only robbed devils, made a few number runs
Brothers round my way they like to blabber at the gums
Just

a different Howie Roseman, an under dog!
Doug Pederson, when Doug Pederson was hired
He was rated as the worst coaching hire
By a lot of freakin' analysts out

Sorry I'm too engaged in myself to care what you or you or you would do
Skipping class skipping school
Tryna get the paper, like Jeff bezos, I know

smoking on gas smoke by the ounce
Serving him fent turn that nigga downs
Still feel like the man when I'm outta town I'm in love with that ass bitch turn

to inform the public
I'm tryna get it like Warren Buffett
Fuck it, collect pesos, the black Jeff Bezos
Aye those who got billions like
Ye don't play with

thing that Jeff Foxworthy wrote
The music's great, but that's where it ends
They'd have you think we're all best friends
But it's all as fake as Dolly

nerve wrecking,
pretty brains crackin business full of hate and booze, Oh mama
I got the showbiz blues

Lemme tell ya
Last night i got filmed 
by jeff

got boys who wanna do me
 Who know how to use the toolie
 That’ll get you in your knees like I’m fucking Jeff Gillooly
 I knew you was a coward by