Oo, I go by feel Hey, I go by feel. Down in Mississippi, I knew a blind man. This is what he told me, when I tried to lend a hand. I go by feel, yes, I go by feel. The only way I know what's real, I go by feel. People always ask me about the blues I

What's the name of the game So I wanna know Does it mean anything to you Can you feel it the way I do Tell me please 'cause I have to know I'm a bashful child Beginning to grow And you make me talk

What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? What's your name, little girl? Won't you do the same? Well, its 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho I'll find my limo driver Mister, take us to the show I done made some plans for later on tonight I'll find a

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Yeah, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother

You've got a pussy I have a dick So, what's the problem Let's do it quick So take me now before it's too late Life's too short so I can't wait Take me now, oh, don't you see I can't get laid in Germany Zu groß, zu klein

Oh sinnerman, think you're runnin' to? Think you're runnin' to? What's the matter with you, rock? Don't you see I need you, rock? Lord, Lord, Lord All on that day Sinnerman, where you gonna run to? I said rock

Brings out the devil in me Hell ain't a bad place to be Hey you, yeah you Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not Puts me down, fools me around What's she doing to me? Out for satisfaction, any piece of

Everybody look what's going down Stop, what's that sound? I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound? There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time

You know what i’m saying You have 4 new voice messages New message What’s up this is clou I know that Formula Vol. 2 is done man I know its fire I need my advanced copy man Hit me back, aite

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad) (What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine) Yeah, mothafuckas better know I'm a bad bad bad Lock your windows, close your doors Biggie Smalls My man Inf left a TEC and a 9 at my crib Turned his self