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Cotton by the highway
Cotton in the truck
If the cotton ain't high
Daddy's out of luck

Prayin' for the rain
Prayin' for the sun
Old man river 
Don't

under my own steam
Seeking out the old world
Along a coast I'd never seen
I caught sight of a fishing boat
On a west wind out of Shanghai
Old man standing

regret
Let's change our bad old ways
Let's go green always
Now the skies are thick with smog
How we curse this man-made fog
Our world is so sick all

be getting there by the mile
Got shorty flowing like a river might as well call her the Nile
And anytime I drop somebody add a body to the pile

composing anthems
Phillip Gbeho
Chances are slim, I'll be old and bitter
(never) no dey fit swim, so cry me no rivers
Been undermined and misunderstood
But I

Drunk in this old house. My strength has left me long ago
This empty bottle and photos take me back to when
I was a strong man. This time the world

Oh and I’ll miss the Red River Valley
I’ll miss all the cotton fields and home 
I’ll miss the arms of a man that I’ve come to know
Gentle, kind,

rolling away from the light

The stream of the river more strong that a crag
Will not heal your fever on fear of crack
When old frail boat is passing

nothing without
The love from the Father up above

Hands together, head down, heart open
Breathe in
Words of gratitude sprout
Breathe out old attitudes

He walked
to his horse, and swung to the anquera, 
and after a breath of air, she followed.
She wore his hat, and steadied by his hand
at her sweet

we sow
But through the hands of time that our souls live to float through
The river Regigigus leads you here to me and all the other mother fuckers

forever

It's cool by the sea when the pavement is hot
We take a walk down there to see what we've got
An old man collecting fifty beautiful words
Cleaning

and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't

dreams came true with you by my side
You give me the feeling of being alive
I won't let go baby no you're the one 
You're my queen
You my all
You my number

and not all that strong


Sonny lives on a farm
In a wide open space
Take off your shoes
Stay out of the race
Lay down your head
By the wide river bed
Sonny

in herself
'Til she prayed to God to take her pain away
But when she stood, she hardly could escape the rain
Until a man walked by with a smile

BEAUTIFUL GHETTO

 By TUCK 88
Featuring: MR. CHENJERAI 
Additional vocals by: N'DEA, FATNICE & MING XIA

VERSE ONE: TUCK 88

Look, I was eleven when

the pride and my sloth to your Test
How you saved me but I'm caring less
Saved me but I'm still a threat
Blessed me but I seem to fret cause
The old me keeps

He asked a man by an old fence,
 isnt it a beautiful day, 
no sign of picturing past tense,
 he carried on with his way,
He came to life in

There's an old man I meet just off Peter Street
He waits for the tide in the evening
Where once as a child, he swam free and wild
As the sweet bells

work, I'm on the boat by the river dock
I put you niggaz in a triple threat soon as I hit The Roc
Niggaz claim they ballin but can't hit the shot
Yeah I'm

to wash up first.

And then we will both have some food.

So Durvasa left for the river, to have a dip.

Everyone waited for his return.

Hours went by

to kill him? The man was unarmed
(N)
Nathaniel Pickett, rest heavenly
He was brutally murdered by a sheriff deputy
(O)
Oscar Grant, the world knows his

the gizzard
With a little bit of last night's dinner, liver
Standby for the clan by the river
Built ramps in summer, tanned hides in the winter, anti-winner