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I'm-I'm-I'm connected everywhere (that's the homie)

Everywhere I go all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I

warring on two sides like the Sinai Peninsula
In the Holy Book of Proverbs it says protect your heart
Can the chorus please remind me of where in my life it

Fun Hat
Move up to take a bootlegger down, but Martin loves its brown
Even the mayor used to make, & the chief was on the take
Johnson's store yonder

'Ode to Ice Cream' by Vada Sultenfuss
I like ice cream a whole lot,
It tastes good when days are hot
On a cone or in a dish
This would be my only

freaknik
My flight 'bout to head from the runway
It's noon, gettin' head on a Monday
Sunbathe on a beach on a Sunday
Nigga still gettin' paid from the one

struggle, made me who I am
Said, fuck college, cause I know my passion is music

I'm goin' off on everything, especially if Reese produced it
Rock out like

to waste
I been on my grind
Cause I won't let time
Pass me by anymore
Like I did when I was with you
Why was I even with you? (Tell em)
Gotta protect

A promise from the grave
Made by the blade
Sealed in blood
Won't mend a blackened heart

Empty city that's lost its goal
He sits alone
Make up masks the crack

Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
And take my best friend, Bo
Take anybody that you want
As long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy

me girl your the only thing in this world that I admire

Shamalia: 
Friend my heart is beating 

You do it girl sexy enigmatic girl  you're so

did
And he'll get by later 'til
He through with his bid"
I know it sounds cold like
The wind below freezing
You might not understand but I
Got my own

on the block where the fiends got cooked
Cops on the watch ... some got knocked
Some turned snitch but most got shook
Either way it's hustle by any means for pay

It's been a few years I was really going at it
Now I'm going back in
Put my heart in the music with the pad and a pen
Rolling up gas while sipping

The Makings of a Perfect B****

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

Mad niggas in this one predicament
You try to choose a loyal one and stick with it
My stupid dick again searching for something to jump and then start

send his lining back straight to the raves
Now he Ray Lewis
Bitch, I'ma hustler by heart
Tryna run it up like Marcus Stewart
No, I ain't fuckin' if

energy
I really ain't kiddin' when I say
It's beginning to feel elementary
And I was still in grade school
When I took my first hit of the tree
If I could

Martha Ellen Jenkins

Marty Robbins

Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs/My Woman, My Woman, My Wife

1989

remember every time
You broke my heart
The eighth grade it was Tommy Joe
Tommy, he was trouble from the start
I met him in the schoolyard one afternoon
When

by my perceptions skills


Developed strongly and real deep


By institutions, theories, education process


I admit it, leaving the hood


At first

A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten

It was just an old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two hands

burning inside can you tell what it signify 
Remove all the layers and tell me all you find nothing inside 
Cause I gave you all of mine 
All my heart all

Raspberry Beret

Prince

Masterpieces

1993

planned to do her any harm
So, look here
I put her on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm

I said now, overcast

Talk faster than russell brand on adderall
So listen up i want you to understand it all
I like revenge you hurt me you self sabotage
Eye for an eye

Russell did it right
Gave you my heart and you broke that apart
Gave you my phone and you left it at the park
Gave you my cash and you spent it

that time I was working with ah, with ah, Chick Webb's band. And
here's the right lyrics to that song.  [spoken words – Lonnie Johnson]


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