if you would take it And tell everyone back home I'm doing fine I was with you down in acapulco Trading clothing for some wine Smelling like an old adobe woman Or a william
someday you get Them low down blues In some smokey honky tonk You looked down at your shoes You'll think about that tender heart That you crushed beneath them
house of Macdonald They came in a blizzard We offered them heat A roof o'er their heads Dry shoes for their feet We wined them and dined them They ate
Charles' Manson Took Abraham's Lincoln through the Todd Bridges expansion Willis Reid s a map that marks the spot showin' On his left George Burns a blunt William
mine nigga Play tough - and I fuck your shit BUK BUK You have a wheelchair chaffeur with your arms in slings Both legs numb from them arms an' tings [
? 'em We was duckin' roulettes in the hood like Remo Williams Understand an underground bomb cipritate Get serious or die laughin? like John Ritter Young
at True Flavas, bumpin' Key Lo Rockin' Damage, Cross Colour and Paco While playboys stepped in talent shows Prom night, tux and Kangol was so cool Fuck them
Deep Down In The Ground Track 8 3:10 Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee) (Sonny Boy Williamson I) Album: The Bluebird Recordings 1938 RCA #66796
:48 Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee) (Walter Roland - 'Red Cross Blues') John Lee Williamson - vocal and harmonica with Joshua Altheimer - piano, Fred Williams
Track 17 3:10 Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee) (John Lee Williamson) Sonny Boy Williamson I - vocals & harmonica Yank Rachell - mandolin & guitar Joe Williams
3:07 Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee) (John Lee Williamson) Sonny Boy Williamson I - vocals & harmonica Yank Rachell - mandolin, guitar, response vocal Joe Williams
What a little oyster can do for you. Ohh, ohhh... ain't it fun Here's some more them oysters done. They made Stevie Wonder And they made old John Wayne
same cup, they drink. I'm doin' time, how long I don't know. William had 26, blew his brains out, now look at him. John had only one, watch the mother
By J.M. Williams Spoken: Folks I'm mellow as a honeydew! (Oh yeah, yeah) That cat is high Look at that look in his eye On man he's high The cats higher
'em We was duckin' roulettes in the hood like Remo Williams Understand an underground bomb-cipritate Get serious or die laughing like John Ritter Young
backspin we got the jazz my man yo, who's got skills like Rahsaan Roland Kirk or conduct like William Fisher, go to work with the swisher up and John
COME DOWN AND REDEEM US HAS ANYONE SEEN THE PRESIDENT?S PENIS?? (the scene shifts to Sen. John Glenn, wandering pensively, somewhere in space:) ?Them
:] Yeah (Word!) Yeah man (What?) (Love me) It's Drizzy baby (Mayday!) You know what it is, from T-Dot to the world My man Repstar (Repstar!), T-Williams