Tattoos in Mayberry

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I got no money
hell's my home
nobody cares
and, I'm all alone.
I'm alot like you
heaven knows I'm
alot like you
you know it's true..

And I got nobody
no set plans
left waitin' on
no promised lands
I'm alot like you
Hell knows
I'm alot like you

I keep my eyes wide open
so I don't get fooled
I'm listenen' up
Gettin over myself
'cause I know
you know
we know
I'm alot like you
and thank you for the favor.
Might like the flavor
Somethin' to savor.
with your party favors
and them player makers
on your elevators.

Now that I'm able to sit
at your table
and stomach your fable
I'm screamin, heavin,
creamin, bleedin,
thank you
for your favor.

Everybody wants  iced pink champagne
To dirty dance in the warm spring rain
Beluga Caviar
 Ya'll wanna party down hearty like  a superstar
and you're all screamin
thank you for the favor
Don't chu all want
a piece of the rock
a sliver off the clock
a bite of her lollipop
the cream of their crop
the finest of their stock
with a cherry on top
To be  the fastest gun on 
the block.
where's my, where's your
where's her 
where's our tiny
tasty little
 piece the rock

And I  got money
no way home
nobody cares
and I'm on my own.
I'm alot like you
hell knows,
I'm alot like you..
yeah, you know it's true
And we got no money
no set plans
left waitin on
no promise land.
I'm alot like you
Lord knows, 
I'm alot 
I'm a lie,I'm a lie,
it's true 
that must be how I got 
hooked up 
and buckled all the way in
with a la la lot like you.  
Keep your eyes wide open
so you won't get fooled
hush,listen up
get over yourself
cause I know, you know,
we know
everybody know
I'm alot like you 
and thank you
for the flavor
of your player makers 
with your fakers, your
failures your,fainters
your faders,
I'm still here
creamin, bleedin,
thank you for the favor.,
Annointed by the Holy We
thank you, Merci, pretty please
I thank you for your favor.

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Buddy Bee Anthony

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