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Listening to the teacher rap just ain't my bag
By the two-bells ring, you know it's my cue
I'm gonna meet the boys on floor number two

Smokin' in the boys'

The Real Slim Shady

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what

The Real Slim Shady

Eminem

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 4 [Clean]

2000

basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what

'Cause I'm here to prove
I'm better than my father was
Where he came from too
Open the gates
I'm here to ride
To Hell I Go with daddy by my side

THE BEST COWBOY (GETS IT DONE)   
Here they come running away
From chaos and defeat
To our U S of A
They are all God's children too
They have a heart

your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage

I'm the Genesis

As you come out to the light
Can your eyes behold the sight?
It's only Monday
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late

Just so

the whip on the strip all day 
Got me riding with the stick like yippie ki yay
Like a cowboy but I’m not Dak
Call an audible, ain’t with all the bull that’s

by a race of Jews and the Lizards control them too
And it's run by some black dude
I'm in love with Yo Gotti
I'm in charge of the Club now too

far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too

Golden Age of Radio

Josh Ritter

Golden Age of Radio

2001

of the dance hall 
I'm a joke that you'd probably enjoy 
On the outside of Memphis all the building look big 
And the white picket fences all dare to charge

Goden Age of Radio [Live; Bonus Track]

Josh Ritter

Hello Starling [Barnes & Noble Exclusive]

2003

of the dance hall
I'm a joke that you'd probably enjoy
On the outside of Memphis all the building look big
And the white picket fences all dare to charge

there's too much at stake
Six gold chains pulling up to real estate
Working everyday, even on the holidays
Till I'm in the Hall of Fame with the Legends

my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won’t fall this is our victory/

As if blinded by the ego/
When they step to me/
While I palm

(Prada), let's get it
Seen you lurkin' (lurkin'), admit it
Tailored down, I'm fitted
Custom fabric (fabric), I'm shittin'
Spend a bag on some Tom Ford

All alone
No more gold
No more cowboy folk
Just a drunken fool, oh!
No more gold
Now I'm here
One more pint of beer
Make my sadness turn cheer
Now I'm

Rocky, I'm writing you this letter
I'm in the Sunset Home
My grand kids went and put me here
They got everything I own
I know you're out in

Tom Traubert's Blues tom Wait's (1976)

(Sung by Tico Torres)

Wasted and wounded
It ain't what the mood did
I've got what I prayed for now
I'll see

way too long
They been hating way too long
Way too long, way too long

Written by Jordan Hall

chrome in the holster.
With gats I Crank That, makes sense I’m known as a Soulja.
Boy Tell ‘Em that I don’t need all these clothes and bitches.
Hoes

to lick my tom tom
Shout out to my lollipop
I'm the baddest hip hop 
Emi ni number one
Emi bad guy. I don't have a conscience
Shout out to my niggaz

Tom Brady is single. Ladies its true
Facts or fiction? You tell me. I'll ask you (Okay)
Yeah, Mr. President's dead, shot by Donald Trump in the face
Was

Boy, it's late, walk me home
Put your hand in mine
At the gate, stop and say, "be my valentine"
You are, by far, the brightest star
I've ever seen,

clothes
Too bright, Dayglow
Fuck bad bitches Marilyn Monroe
Tattoos I got them
Girlfriends don't need those
Avalanche on every track
Ski mask but I'm not