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Frank Black Are You Headed My Way

But it sure is a mess Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way to the golden land? Are you headed my way? Headed my way? Well

sure is a mess Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way to the golden land? Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way?

sure is a mess Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way to the golden land? Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way?

You understand me? It's just like that My car so priceless My bitch so priceless My familia is so priceless nigga You understand me? Either you with us

rollin' with me I'm way over your head, you like creativity? I'm a gangsta rapper, Lord, forgive the shit I'm sayin' But You'd be surprised where my

massive But if you say you increased the Bodycount troop You must admit that you joined Ice-T's group Cause you ain't hurtin niggedy nuthin, so why you

that! And fuck you! Who the fuck you? Touch you, you act like you want trouble Money don't know you, don't rub you, I got' eat, that's like trying to

day at my year book picture Whisper right off my shoulder My spit gets [?] my age gets gets older Flousey is what you are Doopie smoke broke out my

, I told 'em it was a wrap Now my life ain't my life no more, I told you, nigga, it's a wrap Oooh, you claim you a dog, my nigga, I'm the vet We can't