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Sunshines, are you outside?
I am a simpleton by choice not speaking to hear my voice
Sunshines, why are you sleeping?
Gotta get outside

Cover

Don't Know Me

Byron Bank

Current Situations

Watch me riding through the hood, candy paint looking good
Diamond against the wood, man I'm so misunderstood
See this shit up in my genes, I don't

Kickin' Back

Mila J

213

a 'Wood, I'm feelin' good
Just me, myself and this blunt
Everything I do is way up, man
If anybody good I swear it's us, man
I'm vibin', I'm chillin',

Sufferin'

R. Kelly

Buffet [Bonus Tracks]

2015

I got a mansion
Surrounded by gates
Maybach and a Rolls Royce
Sitting in my driveway
Got a big old yacht
Made of gold and cherry wood
Now you

father has chosen another fair bride
And he stabbed her easy and lovingly lay her
Down in her grave by the green wood side

And when he's come home

Ol' Doc Brown

Bill Anderson

Country Music Heaven

1993

He was just and old country doctor in a small Georgia town
Fame and fortune had passed him by but we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly

just for the straw
But also lightin' up and strummin' on a guitar

I said man-oh-man
Where'd the good times go?
Back when Fall by Clay Walker was

man shit
And one time, my lawnmower just broke
We just left it in the woods and shit? Damn

Thanksgiving Day
Barry Sanders on the breakaway
Early on, I

on the front porch

The Red White and Blue flew in our front yard
and a good dog slept in a kennel out by the barn

Man if that ain't country
Well I don't know

Unforgiven, why I feel like this
Why I feel like this
Been forgiven, but forget man I feel no bliss
Why's it come to this
Unforgiven to myself, man I

friend
Every time that i'm by your side
This love man I can't pretend
Baby girl I'm not good with love but I'm not trying to make things end
And I hope I

friend
Every time that i'm by your side
This love man I can't pretend
Baby girl I'm not good with love but I'm not trying to make things end
And I hope I

the bong
Roll up in the woods, so I stay off the Xan
I was down to my dick
Ain't have nothing at all
And now they pull up on me, say I'm the man
But fuck all

Mental Case

Kool Keith

First Come, First Served

1999

to blow niggas
Tech 9's, carbines, pointin' in your fuckin' faces
Thirty-eight magnum butcher knife man, watch me stab em
Q his kid left there, with

Fucking bullshit man, yo
You seen Andy – the fucking
Super – you seen him?
Hey Andy! How the fuck I
Always gotta come find
You man? What the fuck is

Mouthful after mouthful
We are birds on a dead branch
Shaken by wrenching winds
Picking at the wood
Waiting to fall

We are human upon the Earth
Lost in

in tempe now
Settle down
I know I'm only 20
But I feel 24
By the way
I'm in a daze
Holed up in some room 10 degrees centigrade
Whether or not I make it

stood the king of the woods a giant old hickory

It was ten men wide standing side by side it branches gnarly and strong
It stood so high it tickled

Sliding on the six riding LSD
About to roll a wood puffing on them leaves
Grab a couple stacks Going on shopping spree’s Getting all this gold

Verse: 1

You want in well I’ll open up the door
Hot chics tip toeing on the wood floors 
You can tell by the quality I’m making a living
Triple coat

what I felt when I wrote this
Wanna Disappear hocus pocus

As time goes by, you don't know who gon ride
Your day one changed up and you don't know why
He

Killing time fishing down the old wood lake
Lives a man on mission, to stay away from the rat race

He's a quiet kind a soul with no family ties
Just

an artful end
To get up excited
I want an artful end
To go where I'm invited
Mornings painted by me
Not for me to make your coffee or have every joy of mine

in cash

Next time that I saw you you were face down in a tray
in the stop bath
in the darkroom
the man said he was going to fix you
eight by ten