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with this dispatch
Switch hands, ambidextrous, mix match
Bitch bag back, flow knapsack
It's a wrap, Ziploc, Glad bag
And I ain't even tryna be famous

somewhere on that metro
Tryna find me some
More shit to fill up in my
Styrofoam to mix with my soda
And this shit sound like it outta
I see some wonderful

like a thousand pounds on my back now I’m stumbling 
Yeah aye 
What’s come over me it’s like your playing games with my chest what’s this treachery
Yeah

I know that when I look into the sky
Someone's staring right back, gives me some peace of mind
Maybe it's God or maybe it's Father time
But whatever

Braintax:
First of all for all the heads who don't know by now
I'm gonna start from the top and break it all right down
My moniker is Braintax when

Listen in it isn't when you're talking for your name's sake
Jesus, Mary Magdalene you are, are you okay?
Sitting by the well, Jill, your falling

Listen in it isn't when you're talking for your name's sake
Jesus, Mary Magdalene you are, are you okay?
Sitting by the well, Jill, your falling

The Jig Is Up

Big Shug

Never Say Die: The Pre Album

2005

I get down
For my underground sound
Pushing lyrical weight niggah, by the pound, for real
I'm bringing sight to the visually impaired
Cause what you

The Last Saskatchewan Pirate

The Arrogant Worms

Live Bait

and a chill is in the breeze
My pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze
I'll be back in springtime, but now I've got to go
I hear there's lots

The Truck Got Stuck

Corb Lund

Hair in My Eyes Like a Highland Steer

backs, a little of our brains

We jacked up the jacks, and snugged up the chains,

We all did our very best to refrain from shovelin?.

We put what

of the
Strings start haunting the track
New jacks jump back like they walk on attack
I connect like my forearms attached to an axe
You ain't gotta ask if that dude

you what I know
Just from my swagga
You can tell I ain't no phony rapper
Side Effect and Snowgoons, Knockatomi Plaza

Yeah, I smoked a lil bit
Back when

rock
With a hippie chick, that fucks a lot
And lovin's what I got (what I got)
See I got the sauce motherfucker
I ain't perfect but I work with my