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Whiskey In A Bottle

Yelawolf

Love Story

2015

never seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a breeze on the hill
Will make a flame grab a chinchilla
Quite like the words I built up to
Fuck guppies, I see

trembling
True Orange, everything coloured by the setting sun
Chrome Yellow, you said to me it calls us happiness
Moss green, the hills of our town which

Yeah
The view is panoramic
On top of the world
Skateboard wheels on ceramic
Eddie Guerrero
1997 Halloween Havoc
Sega Dreamcast
Pumpkin Hill playin
I

trembling
True Orange, everything coloured by the setting sun
Chrome Yellow, you said to me it calls us happiness
Moss green, the hills of our town which

dapping up the whole bench
Yes
Yes
Don Julio take it straight to the chest
House on the hills nothing more nothing less
Verified bills counting blues like

She struck me as bitter-sweet sitting cross-legged outside the 7/11 
By an old Bratwurst wagon at the wrong end of a nondescript New York City street

Glorifying the streets instead of God
My how the times sure changed
Since prayer been out the school
The world been off the chain
Doesn't matter who's in

Looking out a window
On a Sunday afternoon
The breeze is warm
And across the street
I can hear this lazy tune
You can go around the world
But

the hills by dawn
my love has dressed me like a clown

but tonight we'll leave
all our lovers behind
and try to live a quiet life
margot dress me like a clown

They didn't feel the pimp hand of industry
Slap Little Richard & Chuck Berry;
Didn't feel the English rape
Of American Blues music from the 
Stones,

lightly softly we are free 

Empty streets, flooded hearts, hands entwined in the park Light blue touch, deep green eyes reaching far towards the sky As we

years to life in Bedford Hills
Cause Sheila Ryan shot Bob Bissett dead.
Three men jumped Sheila Ryan on the street.
All were armed one raped her in a van.

Bring It On

Ali Dee

Bring It On

1993

the flavor I just gave ya
In fact I pack a disco, my lyrics are slicker than Crisco
Give thrills from Blueberry Hill down to the streets of San Franscico

Hello, Young Lovers

Keely Smith

Swing, You Lovers

1960

sleeping on a hill

I remember this
And I always will
There are new lovers now
on the same silent hill
Looking on the same blue sea
And I know Tom

Tottenham Court Road and Oxford Circus
Bond Street Marble Arch
Lancaster Queensway
At Notting Hill Gate, I come back home
Study or do some
Stuff, friends are

leopards into hostesses' bras
Air Czar makes touchdown in the afternoon, met by VIP goons  in 
Armour-plated BMW's
Blue lights blaze down gridlocked streets

Name's Jaguar I hunt vermin
Show up at your door like Richard Sherman
My mind is a burden 
R.I.P to the GOAT Steve Irwin
Caught a bitch, shellder,

grow
On every street in every home
The heros built themselves
Cause there's no villains there
To tell them no
Down every lane way
Where blue daffodils

I started feeling blue
Back in 1972
Barefoot in the street
I had patches on my jeans

and high up in the hills
They were nodding out on pills

*Hill*
I slap you up and make you *feel* what DeVon *feel*
You cry like Dice Clay, like Kunta Kinte I gets loose
You blowin up's a fucking dream like

on the court like Richard Jefferson
Still all about the Benjamin’s, baby
All about the Benjamin’s
We still all about the Benjamin’s, baby
All about

For Pete's Sake

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

Mecca and the Soul Brother

1992

from the penile, I can rock the senile
Hons always wave cause slick like blue nile
Pete Rock on the boot knock, on the boot knock
Plus the way that I

you on the camera holding on to dicks
You sucked the team, they sent the videos to me
I'll expect i'll be on pills by the time i'm 18
I know these

head faced to heaven on yaw
Young hustler keep that shit in your teeth when your by me
Blue they eyes up then put poison ivy in their I.V

Hook:

I be