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could not see - I'm by your side

Anything around me - I'm by your side

Waters flat and depp - I'm by your side

I will be here, waiting for you

This

John Lee Hooker for President

Ry Cooder

Pull Up Some Dust and Sit Down

out. 
What you want.
 
I said look man, I'm John Lee Hooker, I sing the blues. 
They said the President don't have time for the blues. 
I said look

On the mosty cruel
Henry Hall and David Lloyd betty Grable too

Hello, this is John, speaking with his voice
(Huh) We're all very happy to be able
To talk to you

about to go pop it
Block nine, I'll make them dance till they dance till they
Catch me, catch me, catch me, catch me

Catch me dreaming of the six figures

retreat
You could never rival my energy
Catch 'em wav riding like MP3
Come through, it's chaos, all I know, chaos
Boutta turn up the entropy

I'll twist

all up
Till I dry, set fire to me

When you drive by, say hi to me
Nah, fuck it, when you drive by
Shoot me like five times till my life
Flat lines with

I Spit it clean, 16, fuck you mean
Sex wit me , far from nice, I’ll fuck you mean 
You’ve been lost, all your life on yo knees 
Touching D is such

Hook1
This is chess not checkers if you're looking for clues
I'll put that smack down straight in your face, your move
I put that smack, I put that smack,

No Limit Soldiers

Tru

Tru 2 da Game

1997

gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But

you how to play this game for a small fee
Glock goin up like a tuesday
I'll teach you to ball I aint talkin 2K
John Doe niggas, now they got no name

i'mma strive by any means
If I lose sleep reaching for my dream
It's well worth it, I'll make that back, the grind ain't perfect
Some of my brothers

Masters of the Universe

Binary Star

Masters of the Universe [LA Underground]

on collisions in these rap competitions
My crew catch records turns their frames into scrape metal
Off to the junk yard
Cuz ain't nobodies on my rap level you

got talent, but the rest was steal
Now sit and think who really fuckin' with ill
When I grab you by the neck like Uncle Phil
Not a killer by nature,

the holes in the fences 
Aint blinded by the gold cuz we been rich 
Thats why I'm on my toes when suspense hit 
For any who oppose get ya shit ripped you

calls, catch me if you can if it matters at all.. 
You wanna rock my body so you can see how long..
Well let me see if you can have me naked by the end

you're remembered
By making dogs piss themselves
Every 5th of November
How did your hidden agenda get thwarted?
How did they possible cotton on to your

Dear John

Buck

Buck [Sympathy for the Record Industry]

I, I am unfrail; catch you by the tail
I'll put a letter in the mail that says "dear john"

I could care less about your happiness
You made this bed,

a holy sword
Cutting ties and pulling your rip chord
Showing you how to fly
When tge devils grounded you by a mask of lies
Speaking to the inside world

ain’t  got no socks on 
Drivin dirty suspended licence 
I be juggin I be juggin til pack gone 
Blixky on my tousle if catch opp lackin
Buss a u all my

well god damn, I'm bout to catch a body
Catch a catch a catch a body
I'm just way too godly for you
If I'm being honest with you
I was trying hardly with

small like cod bites
You messing with the wrong guy
Like d**** with the wrong type
I'm hype
Like virgins on prom night
Sitting on the john
Spitting

the clique, I said
Not By The Hair On My Dummy Fat Dick
And if that tummy have a kick, imma abort that shit
Support no kid, .44 to your forehead if
You talking

know by now, let me acquaint you with my steez
(C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time
Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme
They

means
What awaits you more than John and junior

Oh
If you count it'll go by so slow
But if I try then maybe I could follow what I know and why I'm