that shit If it ain't got that raw (Vibe for your dogs!) [Verse two: Billy Danze] I bring this whole motherfucking world to a standstill William Danz-ini don
you yo what is this? Damn nigga do you, work for the Source? I hope they pay you millions cause you act like you takin the place of Wendy Williams nigga
it wasn't nuttin? Had to put it down and show you where I'm from Bucktown is the place and will be livin where me grown Been to many places, never strayed
creation to creature You don't deserve your physical, death is one syllable Devil I consider you a waste of space So smart that you stupid final resting place
to say is, do you have any regrets? If I never recorded another song If I was wrong and nothin' I spitted was ever strong If I never perform at another
us to the test, women and men if you black you in Food for the soul listen to what I tell you it don't matter Young or old it's time we loc' up and do
't Duoble Williams way, hey Randy It don't matter, all them fine and dandy Bend this block, so I can stop at the barn and chief some from Sandy You know it's time
wives!" [Choir; in sorta of "Bringing In The Sheaves" way] Shall we gather at the airport? He'd always arrive in the nick a' time A good five minutes ahead a' flight time
shit for too long To let y'all heads get me hot under my collar through songs And best don't get it twisted My Magnum Force practice Operation Lockdown And don
mine who's old not new Pre-you She's just another girl that I once knew Pleasant smile, a pretty face Another time, another place Pre-you What's a guy
, do you have any regrets?" If I never recorded another song If I was wrong, and nothin' I spitted was ever strong If I never perform at another venue
just hope the memories linger on... Can't you see I feel I'm fading away ? And I don't know if I can face another day Hearing voices at the back of
Whiskey-Headed Woman Blues Track #8 2:54 FINAL Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee) John Lee Williamson - vocal and harmonica with Big Joe Williams -
(feat. Hayley Williams of Paramore) [Chorus: Haley Williams] Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky like shooting stars I could really use a
twenty-one and older let another nigga mold her I'm just tryin to show her how a baller and a roller sleep one place, sell the pie to keep the engine
(feat. Eric Williams) I'm taking you back I'm taking you back Here's another one [Queen Pen] Uh, yeah I remember being on that nigga's chair, hard Back