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counting cash
Chop it up by the whole damn
Selling white girl with no add

If you smokin, reggie bush
Then you cannot smoke with me
If you wear fila, prada

you so please I wanna hear you say something
If I go on anymore I'm die by myself so Imma really needing you to tell me something yeah

Have you ever

Gun Street Girl

Tom Waits

Big Time

1988

twenty-gauge
He got all liquored up on that road house corn
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette
A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette

He bought

Gun Street Girl

Tom Waits

Rain Dogs

1985

got all liquored up on that road house corn
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette
A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette

He bought

Gospel fan
Oh yeah
Sounds good to me
I'm a Southern Gospel fan
Farther along
We'll know all about it
Farther along 
We'll understand why
Cheer up my

Friends, will you bear with me today
For I have awakened
From a dream in which a robin
Made with its shabby wings a kind of veil
Behind which it

Lately I have been noticing that every day
Makes me yawn 'cause it's so dull and painfully gray
Flying by just like scenes on the screen of my life
I

Baby-by, baby

Have you ever had a dream so real
That you felt the life you live was fake
And everything that you've encountered
Was the upgrade

Shout with a missile
Moon rocks got me outer space, I just link up with Marvin
Dark side but I’m still good, I’m Batman and I’m Robin
I’m the shit beg

pills by the mountain 

I'm going up 
Getting high off these downers 

Ain't no support 
Get tf from around us 

Picture the sun 
When my days looking

I Was There

Josh Turner

Punching Bag

2012

And locked a choke to death
When you were waist deep in Carter's Creek
And Preacher John dunked you down in the water
And raised you up for air
I was there

grow wiser
You gotta show love I wanna go up I wanna go higher
Don't gotta be fraud don't wanna lose heart I wanna move farther 
I gotta do work I gotta

dressed in all black like batman and they robin
Like boy ain’t no ken to me naw you ain’t no friend to me
Ain’t no ken to me naw you ain’t no friend to me
I

Blackmail

Monty Python

Live! At City Center

1976

Cut to a slightly blurred black and white photo of a
Housewife with her face blotted out by a black oblong.

Presenter Hello, Mrs Teal!
Cut back

Pops told baby boy you up next
Yeah she wanna ball with a star
She telling me she in love with a star
Came from the streets but I gotta go farther
Bags

bottles
I'm surrounded by the models
When I come to town they give me all love
I get these dogs down with they paws up
Selling out shows
Different city

up your soul (yeah)
I was eighteen still when I got my deal, then Dre had to go up the road (up the road)
Now he back outside and see lil' bro, he

on the road (road)
Get it in go, yeah that's all that I know (all that I know)
'Bout to go in, pardon my flow (yeah, yeah)

Hopped up out the car like

I feel like drowning in the water
Thoughts just getting deeper and darker
I can feel the pressure the farther
I go out to sea
But still I can't

All the roads I find
Lead my heart out west
By will or by design
It's where I do my best
Where I get my rest
I'm making my way back
Trying to bridge

Farther Along

Stonewall Jackson

Old Country Church

1969

the wrong
Farther along we'll know all about it farther along we'll understand why
Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine we'll understand it all by

Brother or maybe ya sister maybe ya mother

I got Dreamz of making millions that will hopefully turn to billions (Yea)
See I came up in apartments that were

by mistake
I watched bonds go up in flames
I dont put a faith inna snake
Boutta hit the road I needa chauffeur
Before we leave this bitch I needa smoke

the socks
Drizzled the neck lit up the watch Your bitch on my cock
Flex on a hoe Spit on a thot 

Them bastards be on me
More flavors than baskin and robins