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| Tokey Joe. Whachu doin' with that gun in yo hand? Monkeying around... |
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| Owls are still assholes. FYI |
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| Uncle funkys is my kinda place. Funky boards = my style...philly style. SHOT. |
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| Some roses for ya. Thought you'd like...You likey? I do. You should too... |
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| GOD and FAMOUS. A tea for two. Me and you. We're all gods. And Famous. You will be too. Got some problems wit God tho, sometimes...so does Moby. Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God Went down the hill Other day My soul got happy and stayed all day Went down the hill Other day My soul got happy and stayed all day Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God Went in the room Didn't stay long Looked on the bed and, Brother was dead Went in my room Didn't stay long Looked on the bed and Brother was dead Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God |
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