to see two huge 38s pointed right at his face. (Jimmy, you can't say that!) (What? She had huge guns.) Smith and Wesson revolvers. Oh boy, were they
Barron Ricks] "Yeah, once again, (that's right) We about to attack this (Harlem Inc, Murder Inc) Yeah (Nicky Bond) Jimmy Cagney type shit, Nicky Santoro
What more can I say? (Let's make a million) M-E-L-Man, niggas call me Most I be rockin on the East and the West Coast Your mail go back like Emmitt Smith
that i'll spit to the grave, real enough to rawl you up, what me to flip it I can rip it any style you want, i'm a switch, yeah a bitch, jimmy smith aint
Joey, King of the streets, child of clay. Joey, Joey, What made them want to come and blow you away? The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith
You Might Think That I'm A Fanatic A Phone Call From Utah And I'm Throwing A Panic So Break It To The Root When We Kick It On Down Jimmy Smith Is
whee You Might Think That I'm A Fanatic A Phone Call From Utah And I'm Throwing A Panic So Break It To The Root When We Kick It On Down Jimmy Smith
] "Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay" [*4] "I can dig it!" [Verse One] Here's another topic I'm addressin so learn a quick lesson, about your Smith and Wesson
Horace Silver (Bill Evans) to Terry Gibbs on the vibe Gary Burton and album archives like Donald Byrd George Duke and Lee Morgan Shirley Scott Groove Holmes and Jimmy Smith
: As we search for black people and white people seeking the world of the four horsemen facing John, Henry, the robot, Dr. Smith, and Will Robinson Come
, Joey, King of the streets, child of clay. Joey, Joey, What made them want to come and blow you away? The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith
for you Jimmy Hendrix Stevie Ray Vaughan and Robert Johnson Charley Patton And my list goes on and on and on Ooh Ma Rainey Bessie Smith and Memphis
clip You expectin' an army? No, just the division} Yeah, once again (That's right) We about to attack this (Harlem Inc, Murder Inc) Yeah (Nicky Bond) Jimmy
Sauce calm with his grandma 'Cause I'm like bakin' soda, bitch, I'm armed with a hammer And when I'm strapped, fool, fuck your brother 'Cause like Jimmy
? Sign that I'll spit to the grave, real enough to rattle you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want. I'm a switch hitter, bitch, jimmy smith
clock no way. The police hit the block, swallow rocks throw the hate Still on the same block the next fuckin day Project Pat was up [Project Pat] Jimmy jimmy
