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undone
Order in sum yung 
Till my palms taken over by bunions

Drugs fun
Since I was a young son
Hurt my tum-tum
From pills by the dozens

Nom nom nom

Yeah
Wetin I wan talk no get option
Just dey find the money i-yo
O lo lo lo lo lo ooh ah o lo lo lo (Yooooo)

Mm, as a small boy wey dey work (Wey

Gone Fishin'

Bing Crosby

Best of the Decca Years, Vol. 1: The Singer

1989

Gone fishin' (I'm real gone, man)
You ain't working anymore (could be!)
There's your hoe out in the sun
Where you left a row half-done
You claim that

go and do it again
Your love's a gun
And by god it kills them
One by one
And my god it thrills you
But come undone I know you just want
a nice, real

somethin' to make fun of
You better pray to get your luck up and make ya chains tucked up
'Cause my boy has never fucked up, it's never undone
Plus that is

If you forget me, If you forget me

Darling boy, uphold your gentle soul. 
Sun might hit you with beams of gold, so,
when surfing those high tides

Scars to Hearts
By: Amber Gideon

It’s about a girl
She’s abused
In a new city
Scared and confused

It’s about a boy
Who makes her laugh
From

a nigga box with a bullet I used to work a nine to five and barely get by now I I-95 doing 95(mph)
5'9 stand tall I'm 9'5I get a rack of them thangs for

seeds to grow, underground that’s where to sow
Add them gently, one by one, and water down and wait for sun


JUMBLE:
But where’s the flower?

PRESENTER:

JesseJames
Get It In By The Plane
But I Ship By The Train
I Say Look
I Be Spittin Them Facts
And Yes Its Number 1 Sun Like Big Mac
The Chopper In The Tunnel

Joe Hill

Billy Bragg

Don't Mourn - Organize!: Songs of Labor Songwriter Joe Hill

1990

Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill

Many days don come
And many nights don pass yeye
I dey still wait for the signs
You promise say you will never pass me by ye
Oh I still dey wait for

Back it up right up on me
She the only one that feels right
We light up like the sun inna di morning
Cool down pon the moonlight
Buckshot that's

home on time
Tag on his ankle, curfew
Better flip these packs by 5
Yeah, whip it and skrt it, I
Crash, reverse it now
Opp boy fell off the curb, shit

to find a way
To turn hearsay into clout
Somehow I'm here to save the day
I pray it all works out
Will I ever get my girl
Will I ever be her boy
I can love

my fears
I go to work
Got me feeling like Ferg
I'm working
She asked "Is you serious?"
I skrrt away in an all white chariot
My boys want smoke
I asked

he ain't bout none
I feel like his coach I'm making run
My diamonds they shine like the sun
I kill an opp for the

I sit back and watch the world go by

Surrounded by a billion stars I am no longer

Daddy's little rich boy, daddy's little rich boy
Daddy's little rich boy gonna build something bigger than

like gimme more
We was posted by the liquor store
Hiding work up in the dresser draw
We them niggaz they been checkin for
And she been on it better check

Get Up 2 Come Down

Cee Lo Green

4eva Is a Mighty Long Time

2017

Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying

back I'll make you run
I'm that that man you cant outrun
Grill yo ass hot like the sun
One more bar y'all come undone
32 bars just like a shotgun
All

fair to em
I get tremors
Cause of the world, I'm a master of the art of peer pressure
It's not clear whether life's just the sun or the fierce weather

I

undone
And we run from prevailing winds
Say run run with the sun
In the evenings I'm away with them
And I'm caught in a whirl
And we run as far as we can

I'm at
Sun is out ain't feeling too bad
Wrapped all of it like do rag
Skatetrics on my shirt tag
Check into you like rehab
I'm out of space no clouds