Words and music: jim johnston Solo: jim brammer Keys: clyde wilson I know what you're telling me to do, but I can't ignore the bended truth. I will always
HOBEL; ELLIOT CAHN; JOHN CHRISTENSON AT ARIA; MAX FROM VENICE; ROZY MUSIC; ALL COMMUNISTS; GOD AND HAIRCUTS THAT KILL FOR LETTING US BORROW CHUCK. EXTRA SPECIAL THANKS ANNA STATMAN, MATT WALLACE, RUTH SCHWARTZ, JIM
like my concise preciseness... like this Cats came in the rap game and claimin they crack slangin, the gat aimin In fact, they act just like Matt Damon
feat. E-40, Lil? Matt, Sean Paul from Youngbloodz) [23 Seconds without Sayin Anything] [Bonecrusher Inserted] ATTTEEENNNTTTIIIIOOONNNNNNNN! [Lil' Matt
Jim Bean, my best friend, picks me up in his truck In the backseat JD, my brother in law My German penpal Helmut Jagermeister Sends me small bottles of
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Ya'll Groove to this" "Alright" I'm gettin' tired of your Shit You don't never buy me nothin' See Everytime you come around You got to bring Jim, James
lack of education leaves us in the cold There may be a cycle that we failed to mention But people are fuckin' without protection 'Cause Jim fucks Ann,
busy wit a Jenny if it's good and plenty, dont you know there I go, there I go, there I go But I dont go nowhere without my jim hat If I'm rappin, cause
the chips 20's for the six Hollows for the clips Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch And the police we'll have another crime scene taker Jim Star crush
: Written by Jim "Moose" Brown and Don Rollins The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow, An' so am I. Work day passes like molasses in wintertime
1: Bow Wow] I Come From Where A Chevy Wit A Trunk Full Of Bump Is All That Is Thats Wanted In A Year It Dont Matter Long As You Throw Sum D's On It Mouth
It don't matter where you been welcome stranger, come on in I'll make the coffee, I'll get the cream We'll open up a bottle of old Jim Beam We'll hoot
'll Groove to this" "Alright" I'm gettin' tired of your Shit You don't never buy me nothin' See Everytime you come around You got to bring Jim, James
s the Insane Clown Posse coming threw Looking for hickies and the prickies and your ass too Everybody gets a ride on the ghost car Don't matter who you
