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when the real work started Still showed up every mornin', every evenin' of every season (straight up, whoa) What's the reason? God got me workin'
have hurried by Why did they fly, fly away Why is it sir children, grow up to be people one day? What takes the place of climbing tres and dirty
Hipsters, tripsters real cool chicks, sir Everyone's doing that rag Everyone's doing that rag You needn't gild the lily Offer jewels to the sunset No one is
whole lot of shakin goin' on Ah let's go Well, come over, baby, we got chicken in the barn Whose barn, what barn, my barn Come on over, baby, better
a whole lot Hold on to what you got Tomorrow don't promise a whole lot Great balls of fire! You work so hard You break your back to keep your job Times
role, baby You ain't got enough dough to pay me You know the pen number, just page me When you're real, baby Damn Ma, I love you like a lot Gonja,
Disrespect, I shoot ya By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
music And some honky-tonk, in the mix I like whiskey in coke, a double to the top A shot of cuervo now and then I never ask for a lot, I'll
Disrespect, I shoot ya By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
what they want Ladies and Gentlemen Why is that when wrong is done by the black It's blown out of proportion and immediately attacked By the press
Disrespect, I shoot ya By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes. So she rang the bell, and quick as hell Bob the Nob came out on his job To see what the trouble was.
got to keep on searchin' harder, day by day 'Cause I want you, and you, you, you, you, you, you, you you and you To stand on up, yes sir Put a little
Bullshit! You didn't convince me! Let me see your real war face! HARTMAN You didn't scare me! Work on it! JOKER Sir, yes, sir! COWBOY Sir, excuse for what
and can't lose Your man knows who's nice, say Tip, he'll say "True" A lot of these jokers out here is blase I'll be rockin' mics until a horse says hey
on the low Yeah I like my music slow, yeah I like my train mud I'm chopped up by Michael Watts, it's Paul Wall baby that's what's up Eighty-fo's
the music loud I'm bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd Whip, slip, slide by the dancefloor Baby grab me by the hand say she wanna dance, oh oh Is
shot a lot of folk We be in and out of court And I done seen so many cowards croak It's like watching flowers grow I mean, please, don't you cowards
changing Yeah, he does that a lot doesn't he? Umm, oh, I'm David Bowie. I live down the road Oh! Sir Percival lets me use his piano when he's not
to Grandview," yeah That's what she told me There's been a lot of years, a lot of debts, a lot of pain Our youngest baby's movin' out when she gets married
we're real so we're still around Don't lamp wit a freestyle phantom ain't tryin' to be handsome Shrinkin', what ya thinkin' 'cause I'm vampin' I
From da cradle to da grave Your responsibility-I doan mean maybe Da bottom line sir, dat YOUR BABY / Chorus You gotta play by Kinja rules Forget about
A lot of these cats out here be faking When it comes to making love But you and me baby This is real, and that's why it's (N-N-Number one) Sex,
and we play real loud country soul While rockin and we be so proud Let me play and sing do what we want to do The crowd will love us when we're rockin
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