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There's a neon sign that's callin' my name
Down by the river where everybody knows your game
Whiskey's flowin' free and the band plays all night
In

three in the morning and I'm so bored (hey), making a new song hit record
No motivation, no inspiration, all of my songs sound the same
I'm down on my

You was born to be a soldier don't ever forget
Hit back when hit
Use force that's effective
All these bitches and women
Son, please be selective
This is

We're free every night
To live our own dreams
Singing old songs
To forget our old sins 

They tell us to change 
But It feels so strange 
All I need

I could fly away seeing angles I could reach one
Ima make another goal until I attain freedom
Every song is cake hit three sixty's on the highway

and creative blocks
A negative self-belief that I had was that I would be a one-hit-wonder
Or I could only write one really good song, or write one really good

on the ground
Feel like boat shoes nigga
Every time they see me out I ain't talking but the weeds in my mouth
That's what ghosts do nigga
Why they all sound

If I get any closer then I swear we might get
Too twisted in the sentence and loses all the sentiment
Sweet mental degradation you can take another hit

make yo' mind up
Say it's gon' take some time
Keep me 'round by your side, yeah
Say you wanna spend the night
Then you all undecided
Baby, go make

the Kottonmouth Kings is in the house tonight.
Now we ain't out to do nobody wrong
We just some stoners gettin by high playin our songs
The Kottonmouth Kings is

too late now 
His sight is blurred by the game

And all I wanna do is sing my songs
A little noise pollution
A little substitution
A melody to occupy

since that BP hit you think you lit
I built this shit up brick by brick, my name ain't on no list
I'm still on fish, you might get hit on if you like

People Like Me

K'NAAN

Troubadour

this time it is still deadly hazardous
And Bush isn't really being all that inaccurate
When he says, we're winning the war 'cause it's staggering
But

I Did You Wrong

MIMS

Music Is My Savior

2007

some shit I gotta get off my chest
Shame on me, listen, how we gonna do this y'all?)

I hit it once right after I dissed her
Then after that tried

P]
P once again, bustin' some hype shit
To let cha' motherfuckers know I ain't bullshitin'
And if ya ever think I am just run up
Hit ya one time, knock

You Gotta Do One of These Songs

Juggaknots

Clear Blue Skies

2003

The cookies
Hit 'em with the cookies

Yeah yeah yeah yeah Juggaknots
Juggaknots wild the house once again (oh yeah!)
Lookin for my friend

Breezly

a little on the left
Sing my songs none of em hit
Fifty plays ah shit
I'll get a 100k
It's just a matter of time
Belief in myself wake up another day
Won't

of steel
It sits on my lap, I'm gonna cop a feel
After I hit it, I disappear, David Copperfield
When I hit a red light, I don't stop or yield
I been swingin'

The Massive Improve'lence

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

Cated to a respectumal reclusium! yow! science!

(to harry & rhonda)
Ef y'all don't minds me sayin' so, I be'lieves it's 'bout time fo yo pathetical

Yeah, nigga (G. Ry got me)
Machine, bitch
(Ayy, Hit, how we gon' lose with shit like this, my nigga?)

Yeah, all praises due to the most high

and did a lap uh yuh
I go in the darkness do what I do then hit the dash yuh
I was swimmin' all up in His love
Thank you that you bought me with the blood

With the Pruitt-Igoe
Check your history
I bet you know some, that I know
All them ramen noodles
Tearing up your stomach I know
By the liquor store

(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned

people are annoying as fuck don't you think so David 

What the fuck do you mean by that 
The Black gave you most of its hits from the art to the rap