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Shakin' in the Alley

Mac Mall

Immaculate

and livin large
The clothes, plus the cars and the video broads
At a show he gets a call by a crooked A&R
You know how the rest go, the snake told the boy he

She made the tea so dark and sweet
Just like her granddaughter's Cherokee eyes.
And there's a salesman in New York,
who knows her shoe size by heart.

Exposed, actin' like you too concerned, baby, just lose
Control, but not enough control to make the car crash
To the fence, where I'm finna take it
Once I

so if goes down
Know ima crash with em

That’s my brother so it’s been the plans to get cash with em
Money, women, and cars
With digital dash systems

and then another truck
Like a midnight blue shot of heroin
Roll like craps like dice
Crash on through the horizon
So what now my love?
Where does this

they screamin', man, get back in the boat
And I be lurkin' four AM through the streets for a quote
Pack my bow like I'm headed on vacation meditatin'

Most of ‘em woke up sneezin’
Lots of aspirin was sold

By noon
They came into town
Dressed in black
And, man, they looked scared

Plague Center’s federal

Shadow of Leaves

Jandek

Shadow of Leaves

those bottles crash down in the street
The streets of mercy
Smashing all those bottles
On the pavement in the rain
I won't drive my car for the rest

Analog Anilalator VRS. Silver Surfer

Analog Brothers

Pimp to Eat

2000

again
Fly over 101 freeway, run like Flash on speedways
Human-made man machine move like Jim Kelly with Afrosheen
Green Bay ninja green with technical

Cash

The Push Stars

After the Party

1999

who build the world a new door
And cash, we're the fast man who robs himself a liquor store

Sacred Angel, look and see
are we living like we ought

get taxed with no big cat
I keep the fifth by my sack like it's 5th Ave
Industry niggas want me starving, homie forget that
Fuck it man, I'm finna

shooter with me they say, "Less is more"
But he will crash off, rest assured, I think it's best he gets assured
Them boys are insecure, say my name in

LIKE A CAR CRASH|THAT WRECKED MY SOUL|SHE LEFT ME THERE|IN A DITCH BY THE ROAD|LOOKING FOR A REASON TO JUST KEEP BREATHIN|BRUISED AND BROKE PAST

to sneak a six-pack in your bag
and wait for a girl to scream or a car to crash
so we could crack open our cans
and the time you shaved my head in the front

You've got your head in the clouds like an airplane
You've got your words flying by like a speeding train
You are the scarecrow, cause it seems that

on high maintenance

Demarius hit in the damn face, 
Ooo shit,
Who that stinkin in the car?
Rod K 
Trey died around seven o’clock,
That’s probably why they

don't get impressed
By a little cloud or a bit of press
And your vision off track
I don't consider realizin'
On my end of respect
You'll a miserable cause

and run
I do this for fun, enrage Doc Banner, you’re done
Smashin’ through your nine-car garage
Crash the Rover, jack the Ac’ and stop by for a massage

sedated
I try to hold it together, really, I'm slippin' lately
Trippin' harder than ever, got me hallucinatin'
I'm in the car with the Devil, choppin'

him
Make a nigga crash a car shawdy low hi
Kaydoo got big drink, Nigga smoke him
I don’t think you applying yourself Smokey
Play with my money, you play

just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys

Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me but that's okay 
'Cause I don't like y'all anyway (nah)
Man, I don't like y'all anyway
Fuck all y'all
I let my

“I'm No Hank Williams” by Corey Smith from the CD “Hard-Headed Fool”

I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain
I'm standing on the threshold

know, you know you gotta overdo it
Double down to power through it
Life's a hot flash, a blood bath, a car crash
And your heart's smashed

Have