And Now! is the third studio album by the Southern soul band Booker T. & the M.G.'s, released in November 1966. It is notable as the first M.G.'s album featuring bassist Duck Dunn on every track. “My Sweet Potato” was the only track released as a single, with “Booker Loo” (not included on the album) as its B-side. “Summertime” was released in 1967 as the B-side to the song “Hip Hug-Her”.
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Eddie Money (born Edward Joseph Mahoney; March 21, 1949) is an American rock guitarist, saxophonist and singer-songwriter, who found success in the 1970s and 1980s with a string of Top 40 hits and platinum albums. Rock impresario Bill Graham said of Money, "Eddie Money has it all.... Not only can he sing, write, and play, but he is a natural performer."
Eddie Money was born Edward Mahoney into a large Irish Catholic family in Brooklyn and raised in Plainedge on Long Island. His father, grandfather, and brother were all New York City Police Department (NYPD) policemen, and Eddie was an NYPD trainee. As his interest in music intensified, he eventually ended his law-enforcement career in favor of becoming a full-time musician. He moved to Berkeley, California, and became a regular at area clubs, where he secured a recording contract with Columbia Records. Later in the 1970s, he charted with singles such as "Baby Hold On" and "Two Tickets to Paradise". Money continued his successes and took advantage of the MTV music video scene in the early 1980s with his humorous narrative videos for "Shakin'" and "Think I'm in Love," but his career began to fail him after several unsuccessful releases in the mid-1980s, accompanied by his struggles with drug addiction.
Then and Now (also Then and Now Shop) is a London-based Internet retailer that sells past season designer clothes and accessories at substantial discounts, as well as current-season items from designer names.
Then and Now was established in Farringdon in December 2011 by Lian Michelson, a former Morgan Stanley trader. It works direct with suppliers to offer sales direct from the site and also includes links to affiliates, for which it receives a commission on subsequent purchases. The original inspiration for the site came about when Michelson noticed an absence of discounted menswear online, although the site was established to offer both men's and women's clothing and accessories.
The luxury goods retailer gets its name from selling past seasons' clothes at discounts of up to 75 per cent, as well as current designer collections. These include established brands such as Yves Saint Laurent and newer names such as Rick Owens. The range includes website exclusives, such as beauty goods from Essie and fashion from Eugene Lin. The site works in partnership with other retailers to supply ranges for women, men, children and home.
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[Intro:]
And now the hands of time
Are slowing down on this old clock of mine
And it's no secret that we all must die
Sooner or later we've all got to die
[Chorus:]
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all
[Verse 1:]
I wrote my first rhyme twenty-one years ago riding strong
No fame, no money, am I grinding wrong?
But if I'm grinding wrong look at all the time that's gone
I guess I gotta find another way provide for mom
I don't wanna think that all I did was all for nothing
I like to think that every single fucking song was something
But dumb motherfuckers taking money out my pocket
Make it meaner when I get up on the stage and rock it
I know that y'all naive, y'all ain't ever made some hot shit
You think I'm rhyming for the love and not to make a profit
I don't know a single person that don't like money
But y'all download my shit and take it right from me
And I ain't really never learned to do anything else
Whether rhyming with the fam or rhyming by myself
No y'all, Vinnie rhyming for the dough y'all
Got to go y'all, it's been a pleasure to know y'all
[Chorus:]
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all
[Verse 2:]
Who the rap master? I blast past the sky
My craft match the gods, the cash pass through prize
Let's break it up, third for you, third for me
I call in a G, niggas leave you slaughtered in freezers
Just what I see, let's get rich or stay crippled
On the cover being broke seems like the same issue
A chokehold got [?] weed
Lack of cheese making niggas start playing MCs
Please, my real calling is [?] my eye
Since my last dropped in whatever happened to Syze
Fuck free, no dough please don't ask for flow
Work sixteen hours seen my family grow
So please don't judge like he ain't shit
I got four records, y'all demoed, y'all ain't shit
The pharaoh costs money man y'all ain't this
I can't afford to help y'all now, get off my dick
[Chorus:]
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all
[Verse 2:]
So what if I quit? Nowadays record sales ain't shit
And I did it for the love so long that I'm sick
Yeah hip hop's the heart of me but y'all wanna plug your iPods in my arteries and drain my artistry
No matter how hard an indie or a major market me
I'll die like a martyr till the governor pardons me
And we stay focused to guide y'all out of the darkness like Moses but I don't think you know this
So even though you say we're the dopest shit is hopeless
Your crops been cursed with the poison locusts
Been rocking with Vinnie for eleven years and now I feel with this hip hop shit the end is near
It's like seeing a family member you deeply love
Comatose, took to machines and covered with blood
Like this can't be real, everything feel bugged
And you gotta make the decision to pull the plug
Rest in peace
[Outro:]
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out
I'm letting you know it's been a pleasure to know y'all
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know
Pack your bags, get your records, start rolling out