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And I might shoot his ass in the face, straight up Don't believe in hoe problems so I leave these hoes You did that time by yourself so you don't need
get back" I helped win sweet victory With my little plough and hoe Now, I want you to tell me brother What you gonna do about the old Jim Crow?
You can hear them as they answer To that roll call in the sky. Colonel Travis, Davy Crockett, and a hundred eighty more Captain Dickinson, Jim
There's a fruit store on our street It's run by a Greek. And he keeps good things to eat But you should hear him speak! When you ask him
can get wacked Jim jones the Color of my drank by The way If you pouring like I'm pouring put Your cups up for me Ameri all on my jeans My pants sag
I'm so easy when Jim's in A true blessing from the corn's field We can have fun the whole night God damn it, it always ends bad. We feel so
a wash But you can't clean your name You're now called Jimmy You'll be Jimmy just the same The keys are in a bag in a chest by the door One of Jimmy's
Stores 'em up in gelatin He can babble on and on All about Jim Morrison Searching for the promised land Love can ruin a ladies man Sonny Liston got
[Chorus] Slow down cause I can't take the heat, slow down (Slow down baby, slow down baby) It's wicked in these streets Slow down, cause I can't
There's a fruit store on our street It's run by a Greek. And he keeps good things to eat But you should hear him speak! When you ask him
I really did this thing live in the streets Don't make me go Instagram Live in the T We was doing opp block in designer Now me and bro do 90
to put his ass in stir We want to pin this triple murder on him He ain't no gentleman Jim" Rubin could take a man out with just one punch But he
past my prime But pour some Jim Beam whiskey And I’ll show you a real big time You don’t need reservations Drop by anytime The sun is shinin’ in
Time In c Bottle Songwriters: Jim Croce Performed By Denny Dorisson If I could save time in a bottle The first thing that I'd like to do Is to save
I'ma test this out right quick on y'all Now keep in mind I'm an artist and I'm sensitivie about my shit So y'all be nice about it, alright Sisters
I had a dream about my man last night And my man came by the studio And his name is Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect Phife Did-awg is
roo-run-rority ri-run-rority ri-no-ority-an. Some call me Jim, some call me John, Begad it's all the same, But when I'm in the king's hight court Erwilian is
underboss pull a doublecross Niggas ain't ready for the holocaust here and now Want them games people play, catch these bullets over Broadway
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, 'cause they're high in cholesterol A yo, Phife do you eat em? No, Tip do you eat em? Uh huh, not at all(again) I don't
Came walkin' on in through the door At least I'd never saw her down at Smokey Joe's Café And I started shakin' when she sat right now next to me Her
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in I just spent 60 days in the jailhouse For the crime of having no dough Now here I am back out on the street
You want to pay them pack? But now you're in the mud, well I guess you're just the muddy type Just downplay your part to match your line of sight Don't
and I smashed again Stayed over, now she's about to get attached again Walls built up around, they come crashing in Passed out at six A.M., but she's
tired of your Shit You don't never buy me nothin' See every time you come around You got to bring Jim, James, Paul, & Tyrone See why can't we be by
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