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know I'm done being nice
So fuck everybody else, I'm just living my life

Written by: Sean Michael Williams

Written By William Duncan 
Baby I can tell you had a really good night
Why you gotta put a fight
Why can't you just let it be
Baby I promise it will

by the sun
你们都好像像沉默的羔羊
You all look like silent lambs
张开了锋利的牙齿把你们从皮肤给吃到了脑浆
Open my sharp teeth and eat your brain from your skin
奶奶她总是爱讲狼来了的故事
My

Written by: Dèja D. Williams 
Produced by: Gonzalez Erick , Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams 

Dèja 

Said you done lived that life,  
(Hey) 
Tell me

Battle Hymn of Lt. Calley

C Company

Truck Stop Sweethearts & C.B. Savages: The Plantation Records Story 1968-1981

2013

the things of a child but he never let go of the flag
My name is William Calley, I'm a soldier of this land
I've tried to do my duty and to gain the upper

Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm

careless
Tell the boss
There's a bigger boss in the streets
We are not two pods in the peas
My racks got stolen by thieves
Got stolen by thieves
This cash

town
Light it up, take a hit
Go and handle your biz
Hungry man, get a bite now
Lazy boy, gotta chill out
Yeah
Something made an advance
Dino head, all by

to the right, azungushe to the left,
Wololo yaye! Sina say
Nda play by the rules, kama galis Kartel, 
Utajuaji naitwa William kama sija tell

Zigi zigi,zaga zaga,

Future depends on you
written by Kemar Rochester Williams 

What if Martin Luther never had a dream 
What if it was a troubled young teen 
What if

Roseapple Tree- words by Joe Finneman & Randy Williams, music by Joe Finneman & Alex Reyes/David Seitz
D				A			G		D
Roseapple tree you grow so tall,

Let the hard times go by and the sun rise
When I'm flying high (High)
Feeling like young William Wallace (Wallace)
Ain't no novice, gotta keep it

you can tell just by the smell of it
(Cough)
Yea it slap hard the second hand will make elevate
I prolly blow an eighth a day
My brothers call me Big E

be your fault
Serenade me with your memories of sad songs
Wouldn't old Hank Williams just drop dead at the sight
Of us inside each other on the cold

doesn't
Well that's alright
She's going to meet up with her girls
Out there by the bandstand
Listen to some country music like a Country fan
She loves

Hey Hey Philadelphia
Won't you ring that liberty bell?
The ghost of William Penn is playing chess with the truth
Haunted by that Lenape yell
A bed

listen to my parents' rock and roll bands 
cnd some Ralph Williams and some Elgar performed by the ERC

I want to have a blue barbeque,
Have my friends

Get back to you
By Sam Williams 
7/11/12

Verse:
Looking back at all the things we used to do
Makes me think of just how much I’m missing you
I can’t

through which I see the light
It's just another awful pretty song that I'll write
That might make even Hank Williams cry, or maybe he'd smile...for a while.

Time for rum and some pirate songs

Oh captain my captain!
Whitman turning in his grave
As he hear this
Crazy mad rhymes slap
Last captain William's

Written by: Dèja D. Williams 
Produced by: Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams 

Yea 
Dèja 

I can see 
That you been watching me for a minute now

Written by: Dèja D. Williams 
Produced by: Thomas Craiger, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams 

Load up the truck if you coming with me,  
We bout

the coupe
Legal tint but dark enough to block the suites
Your friend is a liar man
You need to tell the truth
That's why we're cuttin' all the snakes

composed by Eddie Harris late one night
He took it and he moved it and he grooved it and it's cool that he
was feelin' nice and free and that's the way it