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We'll forget all about Juliet and Romeo. Words and music Copyright 2016 by David Gregorio. Guitar and vocals: Dave Gregorio. Drums, bass, keyboards: Greg

tank and I'm passin em far
Then I'm passin the gas like a flatulence bar
Tooted and booted
Light it and groove it
Know I exude what I do through my music

in place
So in case you feel down here's a record to play
They gone have to kill me before they bury my grave
I'm on a long road now real far from home

doin it big like me
If you wanna go far you gotta kiss this ring
Cuz I'm the one that call the shots in this music scene"
I'm like Ooohhhh
I wonder if

we don't check the time
We de drink anything, we don't check the price
We like, how far?
Where you at? Baracuda or Hashtag
By oh nine we hustle

Yeah
Look

I came up from some bullshit (I did)
I'm so far passed that shit
A rapper activist
Turns out that's where I fit
Stay searchin for

For my blow up but god forbid it dont happen
The dream is gone where you headed
Whats your prerogative
Waiting to see how far i get
When the going gets

Procreating on a vigorous scale
Say that folk are hungry
Well of course they are
With too many people to feed
Teachers, cops and doctors set up

how far you go
Stop believing everybody's word, plenty folk will approach you 
But most of them don't got nothing to offer though
Stop holding

that makes most folks weak
If we unite and make the place of hate peace
Im all for it towards a hike at Pikes Peak
Cold I'm feeling heat 
Thinking about

The church glowing golden, I remember your smile
And the echo of footsteps as we met in the aisle
And the music was gentle but it lifted us high
It

you hide I'm getting your folks
Ain't got to tell niggas that I'm the goat
Cause trust me these niggas already know
Too far is where imma go
Soon as I

""Way Back Home"" written by Jesse Crawford  ©™® Sodacon Music (ASCAP) background vocals: Kim Crawford

Well life goes around and around
Noone knows

1st Verse 

You do it for the culture is a joke 
far from humorous, 
We it when the culture was aware, past the music shit
melodramatics,

toucher, 
mothefuckers is allergic
you heard it first and foremost 
theme music for poor folks 
almost never made the cut
transcribed in Morse code

path end up right, no cash
Back lash; taken by the rage when the verse starts (ay)
Look at me go, watching me flow
But how many rappers have done said

axe and sword,
And shining spears were laid in hoard.

Unwearied then were Durin's folk;
Beneath the mountains music woke:
The harpers harped,

Ya Knowing me, i wrote a new song,
I'm hella prepared
Remember rapping in front of folks was something i feared
Now when i stfu, boy i swear i be

the real they gone or put up in the feds
Bitch, I came too far, why would I quit? Bitch, I'm just stackin' bread
If I tell em youngins  spin & ', spin again,

know, something
Ahh ahh let me know

Believe half of what you see and nothing that you hear
You'll never get far by movin' out of fear
I'm a real alpha

tell my mama I'll be home probably later ,
Stand up and look around nobody here , They talking nonsense it's music to my ears
niggas is not that I got

Texas To You

Johnny Cooper

Live at the Pub II

2011

the east ans sets in the west
Just as certain you bring out my very best
I'll bring the honky tonk, we'll play that music loud
Sit on top the roof

a broken family that's poverty stricken
So, far as the money when I'm dead, it's gone
But the music that I make for my fans will live on
Let's go

You

Today's world is corrupt, broken by the people that built it
To understand each other has become struggle, like breathing in a cloud of dust
And when