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who's back in town
Got a lion tatted on me, now hand me my crown
I'm Simba and my Nala, I think I've found

They done fucked up by counting me out eh

For Corners

Digable Planets

Blue Note Trip: Swing Low/Fly High

2009

are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know

frequencies whoever endure
But what's the rush, homie
Off the baddest chick in the club
Just by the way my body
Been movin' across this room
These niggas know

that's fine by me
Wanna have you ride on top, that's a view to see
On the top floor of my skyscraper, NYC
She a bad bitch
Gonna throw it back
See them

Shit on the Road
By Jeff Corle

Shit on the road,
Shit on the road, 
Can’t keep spillin’ shit on the road
The neighbors all bitch and the township

Happiness Is a Good Place to Visit But It Was So Sad in Fayetteville

Jerry Jeff Walker

Five Years Gone

1969

Jerry Jeff Walker

If there's anything in this world you want
Better go for yourself
Learn to pick it up with your own two hands
Don't count

F-P 1-9-9-3 m-O-V-IE TV and CD
Me and Jeff, brand new on the radio
Step on the scene and the crowd screams
"There they go"
What? a star hats quite in

[Intro]
Yeahhh... this is for use lot innit
Hold tight all the wifeys
Hold tight all the females who stuck by their man
Through thick and thin
You

the money!)
If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
In the club

did I go
Where did I go
Just know
I'm still searching but gotta go
Rolling with no soul
Still the lost boys back on the... road

Lost so much in a year

did I go
Where did I go
Just know
I'm still searching but gotta go
Rolling with no soul
Still the lost boys back on the road
Lost so much in a year you

it do
Gang coming in now we are going to run it
NYC ain't the best place ain't it
Bitch I'm in race car you know that I'm driving
Beating these rappers

you know what it do
Gang coming in now we are going to run it
NYC aren't the best place ain't it
Bitch I'm in race car you know that I'm driving
Beating

Pac
I'm in the building
Like the ROC
Repping NYC like B.I.G
But Philly's my block
Now your rhymes are overrated
And your chain
Gold plated
I done called

juice in yo head just like some seasoning
Caught ya boy in NYC, Look up at the scenery
Rocking solo dolo, wit no bro bros standing here by me
I be from

the highway)
We go hard in ปักษ์ใต้
We just tryna get by in my way (do it my my way)

Got money on my mind
จนถึงวันสุดท้าย we still ride yay yay (yay yay yay)

even know it until I was well into being a teenager
I didn't get my needs met by the white community
Didn't have the support I needed to thrive
So in

days on rewind
Fast foward back to the present, gotta keep my head on straight
I forgot the time for a second, goddamnit, slept all day
Check in

(I got Traxx on this) yeah
It's a wave 
(Splash)
Yeah, the city by the Bay, it's a wave 
(Splash)

I slide solo and fly Polo (yeah)
Nyc

Big man, big man talking all the time
Little man, little man nickel on the dime
Robbing the cradle, telling nursery crimes
(Careful Jeff, careful

the booth
My nigga JP be telling me Im the truth

Sliding by myself so Im sliding in this coupe
But nigga not for long cuz Im bout to scoop ya boo

What you

to drive drunk with all my friends
Back in high school and that was dumb as fuck even then
But I'm off that now - you out of touch, where you been
Lord

the municipality in which this joint dabbles
Lurking in the subway car, bags on back and underarm
The carriage creaky and squeaky which raises my alarm
Old graffiti

there ain't no fees
NZT in my VST I keep my shit on high DBs
If they wanna drain my energy
Finger on my trigger they're in jeopardy
NYC to the Rome
Too