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Anything Box Dirt

. where you came from you will Surely go... Wash away the dirt, let your feelings Hurt, drive away the shame. be yourself Again. wash away the dirt...wash away The dirt... Dirt

, ?fore she was Mama We put that box right where it was And never said a word But growin? up got hard just tryin? Not to picture her In anything but

nine to 4 caddy how many days can i stretch this box of grits shit never quits im a brother pitching fits or pitching shit i use my mouth or a leg muscle anything

alone, before I lock you in that box again (DJ Quik) Do I love her do I need her? (Box again) Do I take my money out and feed her? (Box again!) and

when I know you out of the box. (laughter) Yeah, that's right! You know the town that I was born in, we didn't have no streets? It was all dirt roads, dirt

The cardboard box that I use to mend my shoes has shrunk to a couple of square feet My diet consists of dandelion-roots Sleeping on a dirt bed with thorn

more girls than you I'm just telling you like it is, cuz ya love aint true I be right box, spend all my time with you baby Drop my knife and my crew Anything

't like niggas unless it's jail I don't pass out nothin' look unless it's shells Send niggas to the ? the rest to hell And I don't box slim dog slim I

when I know you out of the box. (laughter) Yeah, that's right! You know the town that I was born in, we didn't have no streets? It was all dirt roads, dirt