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shoot out the whip
My niggas gon' creep, they do it for me
Stop all that dissin', go get back for three
Let's shoot a movie directed by me
Yeah, we

When I die I want everybody to go for a drink
And leave cos it's pricey and the music is s**t
King Antisocial not born for the nightlife
I'm slippers

Yo, uh, huh, yes sir
Turn everything up some more
The drums you know, the music and shit

(Holla back)
I'm goin' for it now
(Holla back)
Yes sir

Song Title: Good Luck Charm
Album: Our Chemistry is a Tightrope
Artist: Porcupine
Music and Lyrics by Casey Virock, Nick Roesler

I pulled the short

Blues in the Night

Woody Herman

Those Wonderful Years: Sentimental Journey 1930's & 1940's

1994

BLUES IN THE NIGHT
Woody Herman
- words by Johnny Mercer, music by Harold Arlen
- written for a film called "Hot Nocturne", this song became
  so

there
(It gotta get there?)
It absolutely positively got to get there!
(Yo who you rushin?)

Pumpin out the music on the FDR
Not far behind me was a DT

beach
The economy boosted by the drugs they move in the street
More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast
But the people ain't got shoes for

Put hot sauce on everything
(Yeah)

And the Audi all black like a panther
You make music for the phonies yousa cancer
I'm a Rudolph with this sh*t yousa

have trouble thinking of anything else
This gets in the way of reading, film, music, and discernment
I cannot think straight
Which causes me to become

the clothes I don’t need to ball out
See i’ve been saving for a couple years
Feelin like my time is near
Time to quit this job and just focus on the music here

and equipment
And with that, trained my music
That was all I had
It was that understood habitat that allowed for deeper exploration
That allowed me to reach

Yeah keys, keys, keys, keys
Look, could I get a little, uh
More volume in the foams? Yeah

I'm not apologizing for my
Blackness or my success

liked guns
Or we might have lost him to banging
Deployed deplorable diction
To aggravate mass opinion
Monopolizing on music
And running races for feta

on the parfait 
to many haters way to many suckers all day
I'm in the whip speeding along 
The highway 

Ready for the next gig 
Looking for the exit 
Destined for

for weeks
Awake, you can't sleep, crying in the sheets
Cause once the music sings, you can't tame the beast
When I'm out trying to get mine, craving for

cat, that represented rap from the jump

Six figure interest on the cheddar
From music, fashion, film and televison
Poppin amaretto, so what'chu got

for the band
By demand we came back to this darkened cell
You're gonna break us out of this hell!

We've been stars since the rhythm days
But our

holds the tea
Would not have been invented if it hadn't been for me
     cs indicated by the size of brain that I have grown
     I am the smartest person

Robinson
I fell in love, I never felt nothing so beautiful
Felt like a hit of dope, I’m smoking in the cubicle
She played me Stan by Eminem, I felt the rain

with C-Pat and Camielle
Looking back for hysterics, vow to do this by my merits
And nothing else, could never be someone else but me
I’m gearing up for

on the line
Never thought that this would happen, failure never crossed my mind
Now I'm faced with a decision, I've finally reached my time
Is music truly for

My flow never been average or typical
I go ape
Condition for rappers critical
Y'all so basic
Niggas ain't feeling you
Low vibration the music killing

questions
Gettin' in the phase with music, don't care for no suggestions
Ain't a fan of the pills, I move slow when they in my intestines
Last time I felt

The next station is Green Park
Doors will open on the right hand side
Change for the Piccadilly and Victoria Lines
Exit for Buckingham Palace