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Dt. (ディーティー) is a Japanese dance/rock band. Their second album, Commune, featured guest appearances of Keiko from Super Junky Monkey and eX-Girl. Dt. consists of members of many notable Japanese groups, including Dragon Ash.Hide recently performed at a reunion concert with Super Junky Monkey. more »

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Broken dreams, broken hearted, all left in my soul was carnage
My homie was pushing dope, served it to the whole apartments
One day by the liquor store, served it to the po' department
They took him down to County he said rap a song about him
Told that boy you know I got ya
It's on and popping
Gave the city sweat, tears, blood out our carotids
Know all my niggas solid
We bonded through the bondage
Freeing our subconscious
Turned the studios to convents
I know some people that meditate, woo
I know some people bow they head and pray, woo
But I find the beat I'm pressing play
Get the pen and legislate
Talk to my higher power like we face to face, the seventh day
My city close to heavens gates
Niggas shooting every day
The aftermath could devastate
Your soul I'm tryna restore
Stories about section eight
Tryna record break
And do it at a record pace
Niggas knowing how we regulate
Seen it first hand ain't no need for me to speculate
Bullets hit ya chest and face
Paramedics respire
Loved ones bringing flowers to ya grave site to decorate
Hope these songs guide you through decisions that you yet to make
Nightmares can't sleep
Blood in eyes can't see
Empty fridge can't eat
Life up in these Eight streets
Eight streets
Life up in these Eight streets
Eight streets
Life up in these
Nightmares can't sleep
Blood in eyes can't see
Empty fridge can't eat
Life up in these Eight streets
Eight streets
Just life up in these Eight streets
Broken homes, broken promise
Grind to fix my broken pockets
Generations full of pain, we get throwed and don't acknowledge
Deep in Winnebago County I can give you correspondence
My niggas is living gods don't care about no mortals comments
Never letting money be the thing that guide my moral compass
Need to have the crown before I hear them angels blow them trumpets
Fear of coming up short sometimes I had over done it
When I'm in the booth never kept the shit below a hundred
Quarterly we grow the budget
Hustlers supposed to love it
Look at what the flow becoming
Told you I would overcome it
Now what we grossing doubling
And we grew close through hustling
Gutter have my soul discomfort
Enlighten when these poems is shuffling
My life viewed
Through these haiku's
I'm Bron James, Skinny Ty Lue
Bout to bring the home town a title
No co-sign from no famous niggas I knew
Ain't no white man I'm tryna get signed to
Fruition of prophecies from high school
The city get life when we slide through
Feel Angelo spirit come alive too
It's like wooo
Nightmares can't sleep
Blood in eyes can't see
Empty fridge can't eat
Life up in these Eight streets
Eight streets
Life up in these Eight streets
Eight streets
Life up in these
Nightmares can't sleep
Blood in eyes can't see
Empty fridge can't eat
Life up in these Eight streets, Eight streets
Just life up in these Eight streets
Aye, yeah

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