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the window I fling

Like I'm watched by the pit boss
A feeling in my gut like Rick Ross
Chips in the air chuck a deuce and get lost

I don't give a fuck
I was

Talking Seattle Grunge Rock Blues

Todd Snider

That Was Me: The Best of Todd Snider 1994-1998

2005

goin' nowhere fast
We sent out demos but everybody passed
So one day we finally took the plunge
Moved out to Seattle to play some grunge
Washington

but it's not even cold outside yeah
Promise won't tell lies yeah
Bring it back on time
All my time flew by
Wanna know my sign
You stuck up in my mind

you I been rhymin' since
The fuckin past tense, fuck no delayin'
Or playin' taking your wing way back in the day of yo
Motherfuckin' mind

It

Man I’m tryna have a chill
Late night music n bill
Oh by the way Yh I’m will
Not gonna splash out a bill
Me tryna save like a mil
To give to my kids

but its not even cold outside yeah
Promise wont tell lies yeah
Bring it back on time
All my time flew by
Wanna know my sign
You stuck up in my mind yeah

and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
We don't share the same synonyms, fall back
Been in it before Internet had new hacks
My innocence limited,

whip work, chop that, sell it out, we cop that
On Wimbleton and Brazil with my Impala with the top back
Where my nigga Top at?
Remember them days

it's hot, just stay hydrated

Water black rose by the day
The sun haffi shine when things grey
Blessings when ya overcome
Ya see blessings when ya

me (hol' me)
She back it up fi me, 'ardcore (gyal)
She give it up to me, she want more
Me in control and she know that
But she 'ave a body weh

No be chyss
See I could give a lot just to get at least one of those nights
With me and these guys
Way back in the south side
Share spliff

car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been

Reminding Me (Of Self) Feat. Chantay Savage

Chantay Savage

Common Cents

2008

got marked a lot
Showin' off for hoes in bricks and rows had us charged to box
That demo sorta stopped once A.C. got popped

[Chorus]
It's

the back then jump in a whip then glide in a ride
You can see me speeding by
Not only the richest only the fittest survive
Hey jiggy Betty I'm feeling jelly

it by Bob Dylan on a live thing, which is the opposite. It was very, very fast. And I thought, Well, how else can we do it? And I started messing

in the Methadone clinic
Ridin' with the pack like a Peloton
Flyin' with the sack in the trap like the pregnant
As it breaks in the backs from

Ah you hear this?
Ada big belly guy I telling be talking
By my side is my version Biggie Smalls Ya?
(no question, no question)
From Brooklyn Ya!

Dreams

Game

The Documentary

2005

to imagine, like Kanye West
Coming back from his fatal accident to beat making and rapping
But, we the future, Whitney Houston told me that
And it's gon'

pattern it?
Yeah, nobody's clappin' it
I put my back in it
Yeah, I got the strap, pop top, wrappin' the rag on it (hmm)
Yeah, Southside shit
Niggas all

of my heart a Cello 
I thought tonight was just gonna be mellow 
It’s getting late so it's back to her house 
Still in the Uber but dropping her blouse

It's alright 
Don't you let them spoil the party
Feel good it's alright 

Yeah...Some people got so much tings to say
One bag a tings some a dem

Out in the streets, they call it murder

Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at
Two pound ah weed inna van back
It inna your hand

e dey ginger my body
It dey calm my mind
Still dey give me heart attack ahhh
Just coming in like Yessir
Man talk down get pressed out
Real Guerilla

hears this song 
And I hope he thinks it's great

All I want for Christmas is to die 
I don't give a fuck if I've been naughty or nice 
Santa if you hear