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you leave
I'll be by your side until our last breath
I'd wager all the money in the world
Promise you'll be my only girl, and
I could say it till' my

Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap

I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy

Pain

Snoop Dogg

And the Anonymous Nobody

2016

make it better
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better

Let me see how many palms go up high
If you've ever felt the world had you licked

passed
Much love to our new aninew let's kick some ass
People let's pray and fast
1492 lest we forget the past
Still right here
Small pox ain't nothing

small boy
See how bills gather for convoy
Small win wey the boy suppose to enjoy
Then along comes the devil tryna steal all my joy
God said to put him

all strung out by our bills and our fares
It's our future it's not
Truth or
Lies
Don't get me wrong I'm a hypocrite
I'm too small minded to give a shit

Tonight they're shutting down the borders
And they boarded up the schools
Small towns are rolling up their sidewalks
One last paycheck coming

BOTH ON OUR WAY OUT
YOU ALWAYS KNEW WHEN YOU HEARD ME CRANK THAT CHEVROLET 
I WAS ON MY WAY
I DRIVE AROUND AND ALL THAT I SEE NOW
IS A DAMN SMALL TOWN,

the streets
Side by side, watchin' hustles, now she blazed like the streets
This is for my women living in the struggle
Getting brought into this world

the streets
Side by side, watchin' hustles, now she blazed like the streets
This is for my women living in the struggle
Getting brought into this world

I'm thinking God's
Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts, thoughts
Yeah, and that's a small thing for
The price that I was bought
When it's on the line I want

everything
Who run the world 
Who run the world nigga girls 
Now days we want the blue strips 
And pink slips
Give a fuck bout no diamonds and pearls 
We get

River let
Me get a blue bar
Over 30, 000 dead in the Mexican War
Let us bow our head give 'em respect
That's my flag boy, every
Tennesseee ain't got no

pin-prick
Where its roots are quick?
See the eye, by a fly's foot blurred
Ear, when a straw is heard
Scratch the brain's coat of curd!

Foul be the world

groupies 
They try step behind me but slip on thin ice and I hit the goosies 
And crack cube black Jew 
Looking for a blue vibe tip of the flame 
You outer

Talkin' World War III Blues

Bob Dylan

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964 - Concert at Philharmonic Hall

2004

was Rock-A-Day, Johnny singin'
"Tell your ma, tell your pa
our loves are gonna grow ooh-wah, ooh-wah"

I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue
I

Talking World War III Blues

Bob Dylan

Don't Look Back

1967

your Pa
Our loves are gonna grow ooh-wah, ooh-wah

I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue
I needed somebody to talk to
So I called up the operator of time

We live in a pale blue dot!

The set of all sensations, feelings and emotions
All our thoughts, eternal hopes
Reflections and questions
Every

Tonight they're shutting down the borders
And they boarded up the schools
Small towns are rolling up their sidewalks
One last paycheck coming

stumbled across
It still feels like, by God, the world revolves around us

We're given feet to go walking, but we're say up in the air
We're handed cedar

Every day I see my kid doing things the way I did
The further that I go, the closer I get

She'll walk for miles in our shoes, sing our same blues, every

wouldn't trade it for the rest of the world
I'm from where the street lights stop
I'm from where the big bucks drop
I'm from where we cut our crops
I'm from

it's chance

When the world forgets we lived here at all
Cause we were just so damn small, we'll stand tall, and recall
That our love was the greatest

a curse 
Jointed together, a blessed sight 
Bonded by the cosmic fight 

Our cosmic fight is over and inspired 
But now we are impossibly tired 
We didn't