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To my underground depth
My holy water the darkest
Petroleum jelly yourself
The Polar Bear Club ain't even accepted by me
The last time the ice age

To All the Girls I Loved Before

Unlinked Artist

Sax for Lovers [Madacy, 3 Disc]

1995

cheated on before
To all the girls I loved before

To all the girls I cheated on before, I tip my hat like Willie Nelson
You got pressure, take a sip

at the Super Bowl
Then you know we really spreading the point
Willie Nelson just past me the cross joint
I'm puff puff passing rolling up a blunt
I'mma turn this

on my soul, I'm on yo' heels, Achilles tendon, I won't let it be
I'm pushin' buttons, Billy Preston, once I put the riders in the sky
I'm on the road

Cross Road Blues

Robert Johnson

Delta Blues Goin' North, Mississippi Country Blues, Vol. 1

pass me by

Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
I believe to my soul, now,

Cross Road Blues

Robert Johnson

All Time Blues Classics

1996

pass me by

Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
I believe to my soul, now,

can't smell whats concealed
Had a riff now I got blood on my Achilles heel
Need a couple milli for a deal and nothin less
Modern day Willie Nelson I need

the torch 
For my rig nail dome made of quarts 
And I’m homies with my source 
So he hit me "you at home by your porch?" 
Come through we can smoke like "of

Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by

Well tonight I'm drinking vodka
cnd Topo Chico
ct a dive bar up in Houston
Willie Nelson on the jukebox
Singing a sad country song
Well my heart got

a drought like a fucking desert
Now I ball for the green like a Boston Celtic
I'm an old school gangsta like Willie Nelson
You an old school dike like Missy

a star and I pray to God I’m a livin legend
Like Willie Nelson I really felt it
My pen is meltin
Felt the Holy Ghost now I Need the blessings like thieving

a double-wide
With the Elvis Blues, darlin'

And be yourself
That's what you're good at
It's all that matters in the end
Well, that and Willie Nelson
and old

smoke
Think he overdosed in the dope he just comatose
Eat dessert before my second helping
On a road no Willie Nelson

Yo, yo... yeah
A, you 79 years old

without a little love
That's why I put it all into my music
Slow decline when I'm not into my music
Out my zone until I find what I'm missing
Stoned soul

soul to sell
It's about bitches in position to be hoes for real
Stuck in conditions where they kids is on the road to jail

Hell, that's where we dwell

The neighbors couldn't see
Our little bit of country
Hidden in the trees
With a cheap flat top six string
Singin' Willie Nelson Songs
Safe in the moment knowing

rain are a beautiful thing
I hear Johnny Cash and I tap my feet
I hear Willie Nelson just a smokin his weed
Waylon Jennings doin his own thing
Same thing

a jungle sometimes like Melle mel said
I was pulling strings for rock like Willie nelson
First time I went on the road I Brought my nigga ellyson
Second time

dreams, and this fiend just did a fly by
On a flying bus, you can bet that I fly high
It's the Willie fucking Nelson ganja bus in Sweden
A smoke trail

do no talkin
Please ask your man who run the city we they roll models
He got flipped with two drakes, check the autopsy
Wit my EBK niggas, make

Apple Tree Swing

Sonny Boy Williamson I

Rare Sonny Boy

Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - guitar
Willie Dixon sbass and Charles Saunders - drums
March 28, 1947
Album: Complete Recorded Works Vol 5
October 19,

address
I'ma put it down like max suppress
What we got to lose? Nothin' less
Asphalt cowboy tatted on my chest
Underest' me by the way I dress
What do I

Nelson lungs, they don't wanna smoke wit me
Better have ya funds, you won't ever smoke for free
Spill it by the tons, you can get the smoke for cheap