was still followed by the vice
In the S-Class, we does it on the gas
On my cell, Bo poppin my collar, all about my cash
How many diggers can you »
Can We All Ball
'Til My Casket Drops
by Killa Tay
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by the words of another
Locked in a cell with my victimized brothers
In this country, the land of the free
I'm an innocent man arrested guilty
I »
Mistaken Identity
Urban Discipline
by Biohazard
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the collar that you wear around your neck
You'd be seeing life quite differently, inside a padded cell!
The fear of God
Am I to understand you, when you »
Fear of God
Arise!
by Amebix
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You steal from the hungry, you take from the poor
You swindle the rich man, and then you steal more
Greed is your life-blood, and white collar »
No Shelter
Blood of the Nations
by Accept
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Alarm clock, ding-dong, pants up, boots on
Coffee, cigarette, blue-collar breakfast
Hard hat, fork lift, dragging through a swing shift
Stacking »
Friday [*]
Changed [Deluxe Edition]
by Rascal Flatts
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SCHEMES AND CROOKED DEALS
HE WOULD TELL YOU LIES WITH NERVES OF STEEL
IT?S JUST WHITE collar CRIME NO ONE GETS HURT
HE SAYS IF YOU?RE THAT DUMB IT?S JUST »
Someone's Child
Weather the Storm
by Carolina Rain
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the plane and
I hear a hollar from a bro with ring around the collar
Its chief of police, grease Bond, tell me to follow
Treated me to everything, no taxin, »
Bond
The Ruler's Back
by Slick Rick
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your radical table top
Girl I wished you would never stop.
Nicole
I was only ten years old
Please leave your cell phone at home
It's just »
BMX Bandits
Too Soon Monsoon
by Wheatus
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had to rob
First from your mom and then your friends and then the local shop
But as a criminal
You're just no good at all
You got your collar »
Feltham Is Singing Out
Stars of CCTV
by Hard-Fi
|
[Intro: Rasheedah]
Desfrutar de ti
Hmm, oh, yeah yeah yeah
Oh, oh
[Afu-Ra]
You know I'm comin though hotter, drip sweat meltin ya collar
Afu-Ra »
Caliente
Body of the Life Force
by Afu-Ra
|
chair, hanging, and firing squad
Midnight tonight will mark the first execution
Death waits in my cell I can smell him
Somebody tell him that I still »
Red Neck Hoe '99
Psychopathics From Outer Space
by Twiztid
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be flowin' by the hour's
Wu, we got the collars, scholars
Word life, peace to power and my whole unit
Word up! Quick to set it, don't wet it
Real »
Incarcerated Scarfaces
Disciples of the 36 Chambers: Chapter 1
by Wu-Tang Clan
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dollars for my collar stand
Like the Bush administration gave to the Taliban
And fuck packing grams nigga, learn to speak and behave
You want to spend »
Industrial Revolution
Revolutionary, Vol. 2
by Immortal Technique
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guess who's the black Trump?
Dough be flowin by the hour's
Wu, we got the collars, scholars
Word life, peace to power and my whole unit
Word up! Quick »
Incarcerated Scarfaces
Only Built 4 Cuban Linx
by Raekwon
|
burn cells, no time for fat
Let's say you like brain cells, we like state to state
"We skate on suckers who perpetrate
And lay down law »
State to State
Accept Your Own & Be Yourself (The Black Album)
by Common
|
you up in 2Pac's video poppin your collar
I play this playa shit like Bugs Bunny
Ain't no cartoon figure nigga I makes money, ain't nuttin funny
If »
Ring It
Tha Hall of Game
by Keak da Sneak
|
believe me, go get bagged and check then
cell number 17, up under the top bunk
I say this not to be mean, wish bad luck or pop junk
Pop the trunk »
Doomsday
Operation: Doomsday
by MF Doom
|
some some stuff that'll bust through your pest LUMP
Clearing cells CHUMP, you know the Ak shit BUMP
But every now and then they say (he's wack)
But »
The Bomb
Vagina Diner
by Akinyele
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get, kicked out the yard for
'Kiss ain't the cops, but I lock niggas up
You could meet me in my cell I soak and sock niggas up
Far as the flow go, you »
John Blaze
Don Cartagena
by Big Punisher
|
off a jail cell
(Yo Yo) Well Lyte you don't know how wrong you are
You see the n**** was so fat he couldn't fit in my car
But it's all love, I ain't »
One for the Cuties
Total Control [Clean]
by Yo-Yo
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Red lipstick on my blue collar.
An' her number in Maybelline black eye liner.
Written on a napkin in my back pocket.
She found it right there »
Stick It
Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll
by Keith Anderson
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