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St. Louis Blues

Bessie Smith

Nothin' But the Blues [Sony Special Products]

2000

today, 
Feel tomorrow like I feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her

Gotta put on for the team I know my Z watching
I been feeling antisocial I been detoxing
He addicted to that social he just feed watching
We gon

prom— I promise!
This is a token of my affection
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
I'm here to make right what is destined
I love

Me with the mic man know what I'm making
Got all the top boys relating
A couple bad mind niggas, hating
Got my kitty to sample the food
He was like,

the judgement of God
I'll stand alone
Walking by faith, head held high
Gone cast your stone
While I chill on my throne
Putting my emotions in my song
If

my true form has prevailed
I'm not easily discouraged by the threats that I've recieved
To tell you the truth, not what you want to believe
When they

were my best and closest friend
But now our journey's at its end
The fork shaped path is now in sight
I'm walking left as you go right

I've lost it all

Yeah
He freed me from my sins I ain't going back again (No!)
Gotta open up his word that's my medicine
Let him in my heart going through the fire

be?
I saved you a seat hoped you'd meet me by the bar
My love at sea how I need you in my arms
And if'n you get lost you'll find your way back in

I'm just making my way through the green
Old glory helped construe
I travelled the country
Let the waters guide me
As the rain came down like Genesis
We

cannot?
A child chasing
Fish in a pond
Watching you is my reward
Wish you could see you with my eyes

Two lovers, an old time movie
A kiss right before

New whip, Imma drive this shit 'round just Forza
New crib, I'm just trying to get away from Georgia
Had to cut my old bitch off yeah I had to ignore

Silver Spoon

Grace Slick

Sunfighter

1971

by piece

Where are the bodies
For dinner?
I want my food!

What if you were
Starving to death and
They only food you had
Was me - what would

opponents in the pro-cess no less
I'm hoping I can open with a line from my old OG PD note pad
Not gloating but I'm floating like I'm in the ocean on a boat

imma make it before he had died
I was only 8 years old when I shot my first iron
I was only 8 point 5 when fuck me dime
Now I'm 18 10 years had sholl

up
No I can't relax
I do it for the boy who said he would
I have dreams I know I could
But lately It's hard to breathe
Tryna put my mind at ease
I know

since a funny age 

I'm staying sober

 If we drink to my accomplishments 

But honestly 

I took shot before this song 

I only drink when I'm alone

to kill a nigga
When you see me by myself I'm good I ain't in my feelings nigga
If you see me speeding just know the engine got at least 12 cylinders
I

on me like my s*** boring
Mr. Bucks got a mil forming
Call me Chuck I'll son a n**** start my morning
N**** gonna do what he gotta do n**** getting pape

can’t have my soul
He can’t have soul, He can’t have my soul
You already know I’ve been down this lonely road
The path may be narrow
The cliffs may be

Chorus
cin't this life such a tragedy
Man it's really messed up - it messed wit my sanity
Though He's workin' hard - just to make a better man of me

they're singing it's the birds song
You're helping out yo who am I to tell you you're wrong
I close my eyes thinking how I'll write this damn song
Hope I

know it was many years ago
So long Lullaby Rose
I am standing by the sea waiting for my boat
To take me away from here for good
I need to hold my feeling

Brazzie on this track
I need every single bpd having ass
Bitch in the back
To stand the fuck up
This is your song
You gon relate to every single