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Oh, what a parish, a terrible parish; Oh, what a parish is that o' Dunkeld. They hangit their minister, droon'd their precentor, Dang doun the steeple
Love may have just come to bury me But I'm not afraid of what I see I'm not afraid of the world Time has gathered us here by coincidence That's why what
It's been days, months, and years since your tongue-tied, not so awful, Got me high, left me dry. I was cold, driving tears, of the double yellow bloodlines
I'm truly sorry baby, for what I did to you While you were busy lovin' me, I was busy too Oh, I played you dirty boy Did some things I shouldn't do While
You stole the one I loved ain't that true But I hear someone just did the same to you She left you flat without a reason why Well it couldn't happen to
It's kinda crazy runnin' into you A million people tryin' to catch a train On a Tuesday I'm not too sure what made me smile Turn around at the turnstile
{This story was told to me by Jerry Clover At the 1971 Disc Jockey Convention I told Jerry I's gonna write a song about it My brother Hillman gonna play
The coming of the new Overlordian I, I be the boy within the man so why try I never needed comp, I never wanted comp I feels I exceeded the skills needed
Intro: Look, this is my third time doin this shit Yaseewhati'msayin, and I'm gettin tired, my ass is sweaty I ain't got time, and uhh, I'm just Gonna
I will display my dynamics, get out the way dammit I plan it just to leave MC's abandoned Brandin' X's when I flex this, I wreck shit And leave rappers
Ha, you know what I'm sayin' Hieroglyphics in here forever Ha, ha Aiyyo, peep it, the back breakin' mack takin' titles Vital to the right I'll make men
This is how we rollin' swollen on a Saturday I had a way to chill hard, 3 ill broads wanted to hook up So I looked up, Tajai and Snupe call 'em up Aye
Yo (yeah) This is casual (we in the house) Breakin rappers backs (want to let y'all know) You are now warned (hieroglyphics) Might as well get used to
Alright I might Have had a little glare when I stared at your ho But I didn't know she was like that, she stared right back My niggas was warnin' me that
I wake up in the morning feeling fine and refreshed Take a look into the mirror to see who's rhymin' the best Ah, there he is lookin' right my way So
[CHORUS:] "Where they at? Where they at, c'mon (x 5)" From the bottom of my heart I must declaim the deranged mind state. I find hate surrounding
Check out the way john does it. I thought I had competition but they really wasn't. Was it an ill u sion, The way my bug shit seemed to bruise men? Yo