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Bob Dylan was sculptin' the silence On the night she left forever I listened to her footsteps goin' down Convinced myself I would feel better She
In the fair bay of Dublin While carelessly strolling I sat myself down near a clear crystal stream reclined on the beach In wild accents deploring
use to have above the dresser Half the shit I wrote down I did it, its old now got New goals, plus my money on Manute Bol Funny how my old highs is
three steps from reality Get up to get down, represent your town, last night Was poppin' like like cocked Glocks with hollow-tip rounds From booty
down I’ll always see The country side That county line My life decides It’s where I’ll be Roll down the glass, feel where I’m at, while my coffee’s
pass 'em the Oscar From the new school rappers, yeah I'm the illest on the roster Smoke like a rasta Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob
(If the world was a small town) Probably would've gone to the courthouse Have one or two babies by now Couple little Southern angels You'd be
keep it on me (Call me a Florida boy) Top down by myself, but I'm never lonely (Call me a Florida boy) See I ain't really finna have remorse for ya
only a glorious game They've fruit trees growin' in an open field And wild roses bloomin' down a country lane Look around, old chum Slow it down, old
DUMINICA MARKY MARK: PEACE I GOT A PLEA CALLING I SEE TOO MANY KIDS SIMPLY FALLING IN THE STREETS IT'S TRIFE A WASTE OF A LIFE EITHER YOU DIE BY
beach? Remember when that crab came up and pinched your feet When that old guy gave us all those drinks for free Do you still get knocked down by that
Straddling the county lines, I lift my head toward the pine To see my hows dilapidated burned up by a cigar flaming I run my hands through the ruins
livin' wild and living free Living life makin' memories Sitting back thinkin' summer days A plain white T and an old Chevrolet Driving fast down a county
Preacher oh preacher I just witnessed a murder down by the banks Preacher I think it was Dorothy Shackled and bound without a sound The cold creek
hardly Yeah, I said old as iCarly Three little birds told me and Bob Marley That we'd need to head to the creek with Chris Farley Yeah, I said down by
Turn it down nigga, hot shit Yea Messenger in the Metropolis, apocalypse here and now Niggas know the ledge, so they don't come near the style I
to spit that, HOT SHIT Huh.. whoo! Yeah.. Turn it down nigga, HOT SHIT Yeah.. (oooh) Messenger in the Metropolis; +Apocalypse+ here and +Now+ Niggaz know
can't tell But still, you gotta be careful Dudes be so scared they cop pleas by the earful V personally favors, "please don't kill me" Empty out
years old thugging Shoot, I said who we, we don't even speak DJ Cannon blamming in the middle of the street Come on I go hard See me running down
me thinkin' was it worth this And then it got me thinkin' cause I love this Stay down and it'll work ya self at time don't be a slave by these choices
a child now (look at that) A baby momma and a bow-wow My nigga know you need to calm down F-for County run up in your house But you don't wanna hear that
raided the dope spot, eight year old kid got shot 'Cause they mistook his BB gun for a Glock And I ain't forgot about the homie Lano He got killed by
and engineered by Chris Rosser Drums engineered by Nick Ace Lutz at County Q, Nashville, TN
never seen She's in the diner by five o'clock Playin' Elvis on the old juke box Staring out the window at nothing in sight As she sings 'Are you
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