1. |
Ordained Minister
02:11
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keep the lights out
shut the door closed
maybe I just like to be alone
oh
just like to be alone
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2. |
3:44(Feat. Lil Big Coob)
02:09
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(Who)Yo when the see me they say who
and I say coob
because that is my name
yeah it's just the same
and all of you other rappers are lame
you're so tame and I'm so wild
all you other rappers just seem to be very mild
I run like 4000 miles (uhhh)
leave you in a pile of dead bodies (dead)
dead rappers that I killed dead on the track (shit)
(Lil Big Coob)
(Corbin)we gettin' all so stoney (woo)
watchin' my lil pony (bronies) (fuckin' bronies) (woo)
(what) (bow)
only you can prevent forest fires
smokin' on this weed
fuckin' all these trees(uhh)
and what you didn't know is that I'm actually corbin (it's not crack)
(yeah he's corbin)
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3. |
Aunt Molly
03:24
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another line
changing times
days and nights
have changed my mind
and i may have let things go
a little too far
but at least i can
admit when I'm wrong
throw stones
rolls bones
gold dome
no phone
I'm home I'm home
I know I know
never thinking
it would be the reason
so just let this sink in
i just had the feeling
I may have let things go
a little too far
but at least i can
admit when I'm wrong
throw stones
rolls bones
dead alone
never known
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4. |
How Sad
02:11
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it was written on your wall
your wrists a bloody mess
but I won't hear your call
an image I'd rather forget
broadcast for the world to see
can you prove you're sad to me
and if death's your fantasy
don't call it a tragedy
and please stop
talking about it and
do it already
do it already
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(Donnie Inglewood)
Uh they call me donnie inglewood
chillin' in a banana boat on the river
dreams it seem like I ?? streams
uh straight pissin' on bitches
uh givin' 'em head then I take 'em pissin' uh
but now I go a little harder in the back beat uh
the back streets is where i walk straight from the hood uh
I'm back in the Cadillac rappin and tappin and flappin my feet high
as im rappin uh
and im high now
cuz i hit a blunt
(ILL FINISH THIS LATER AHAHAHA)
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Oh I'm sailin' away my own true love
I'm sailin' away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I'll be landing
No there's nothin' you can send me my own true love
There's nothin' I'm wishin' to be ownin'
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean
Oh but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona
But if I had the stars of the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss
For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'
But I might be gone a long old time
And it's only that I'm askin'
Is there something I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy-passin'
Oh how can how can you ask me again
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing I would want today
I would want again tomorrow
Oh I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin'
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'
If you my love must think that-a-way
I'm sure your mind is roamin'
I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country to where you're goin'
So take heed take heed of the western winds
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes there's something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather
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7. |
Leave Me Alone(Insomnia)
01:40
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fall down
spring to life
summer you're so beautiful
but you're cold like the winter
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8. |
Dawn
01:04
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9. |
For You(Feat. Squirrel)
02:42
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10. |
I Told Them Not To Go
01:33
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do my eyes deceive me
you have left me breathless
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12. |
Friday(Feat. SLVS)
02:52
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I was driving down the road in the cav
I was looking out my window
I reached into my door and grabbed my map and compass
I've never been there before
going down I-94
I don't know if you even care anymore
going down I-94
it's January 9, 2015 it was a Friday there was a 90 car pile up
pile up
one death (multiple fatalities)
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13. |
They Were Speaking To Us
02:00
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14. |
3:45(Feat. Dunk & Haj)
02:00
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(Chuck Dusty)
I have kids and raise 'em then I shoot 'em dead
yo they catch me in the club jackin' off and they kick me out
I don't even fucking rap
I'm so fucking strapped
I sell so much fucking crack
where is your mama
better pray to Jesus
I'm awake until the sunrise
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