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can all those muscles do
And he said, "I can turn a jack, I can lay a track
I can pick and shovel too"

Can you swing a hammer boy?
Yes sir, I'll do

The Legend of John Henry's Hammer

Johnny Cash

Country Superstars Biggest Hits: Johnny Cash/Willie Nelson/George Jones

2000

all can them muscles do?" and he said,
"I can turn a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
"Can you swing a hammer, boy?" "Yes sir, I'll

Screaming out RIP Nipsey
Stay on my hustle
Young Nigga got it out the muscle
Down on my toes
I got ten of em
Showing you love
But don't think I'm a dummy

restful on a pillow
Then the aches they did start, so I turned my attention to art
And I brushed away all fear
Here in this museum she waits, amongst all

Akonuche oo Akonuche oo
E need e God blessing o, e need e God blessing oo
No be by muscle or power o
Na make him blessing de shower
Hey... Akonuche oo hey

of perplexing intoxication
I started to lose myself in its black charm
The museum was getting quiet
And I thought I heard someone announce that it was closing in

Kill all them niggas, no more symptoms

I'm smokin' weed in my two-shack
I'm gettin' twisted like alley wrenches
Bitch, come dance with the devil

My muscles pull rip and tear with each step on the sand, my bones crackle and shatter with each step I demand,

I'm movin as fast as I can, don't

living
People do not know the feeling

This booth is a makeshift
So do not expect me to go apeshit
Making my beats and my raps under the sheets
No sheets

Six Score and Ten Oblations to a Malefic Avatar

Bal-Sagoth

The Chthonic Chronicles

2006

The following are excerpts from handwritten notes discovered 
Secreted in a hidden alcove in the west wing 
Of the Phillips-Ervin Museum, London,

see the weapons
But I be DC reppin, Grand Hustle the muscle
No me don't love these girls
I just love when I fuck em
I just ah, no me don't love these

Hey, Little Minivan

Austin Lounge Lizards

Employee of the Month

1998

And her dual air bags just can't be beat 
She's rated real high by Consumer Reports 
And her two front seats have got lumbar support 
I've got the good

last
It's time to get on that grind
And there's no turning back
I want that muscle
I want them cars
I want them pretty girls just hangin on my arm
Yea I

And hinted at
The possibility of another reality altogether

There was nothing else to do
But sit down and listen
The museum was closed and I was
Tip-toeing

at taking no losses
I just keep winning again and again and again
My bank know me by name when I make a deposit
Got a new closet inside of my closet
Gon' be

it from the exhaustion or ...

No, I went ... like that.

You actually, literally tore a muscle ... I mean like that ...

Every time, it hurt.

Could

Pretentious shorties I've been with
My friends that had me convicted
It's been two years and I'm slippin'
Still got no pot to piss in
It's everyone goes,

making this breathtaking shit out of the 
shit we make. then, it ain't shit no more, all taken 
and gone in us by us in charter at the nature theater

Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is

pass da spliff
We each other's muse we know no limits 
Need a down ass chick to fuck around at museums with 
Try to see who can make the funnier caption

doesn't know his boundary
Got so washed up by everyone brought shame to a laundry
I texted my girl saying hey let's get some lingerie
No I meant for me not

There's an old tale wrought with mystery of Tom the Poet and his muse 
And a magic lake which gave a life to the words the poet used 
Now, the muse

the cash cow
Off the muscle with it
Ain't no hand outs
Stand up nigga never stand down
Bendin' corners on em might just crash out

Caillou the top

favorite Dilla
Doing donuts in the 6
She said she love the way that the music is moving
That I'm building a museum
And inquired what's my muses
I said this