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J'ai des ennemis, qui me déshumanisent
C'est une dead end
C'est un cul de sac
C'est une dead end
C'est un cul de sac
C'est une dead end

in thousands
Trap house bunkin', Js runnin' out it
Twelve saw me comin', double back for me
I supply my neighbor cul-de-sac money
(Whatchu talm

Cul de Sac

Van Morrison

Veedon Fleece

1974

In the cul de sac, so smooth
I look down
Be less sure, sir
And take your rest

It's been much too long
Since we drifted in song
Lay it down

the deal
Pulling it off
Making the profit
For what it is worth
There’s always a downside
Always a catch
Shutting the door
Leave it on the latch
Cul de sac

is John
Do you know that name?
I have a friend named John johnny
We call him uh huh uh, do you have a name?
Cul De Sac cul De Sac
Ah yes i know many

remember when I saw you across the cul de sac
You looked back, I think I had a heart attack
Just a kid, who could've known that
You would be the one for me
I

Another bowl packed Ima Cul De Sac Kid

Sippin cognac again wishing to go back to the days that I miss 

My Saturdays lost their saturation

Turned

Cul de Sac
Got my back up against a circle
In the burbs, not a sidewalk in sight

Wish I wouldn't have to risk my life
To walk to a store or a bar,

Yeah
Hit and run (Hit and run)
Cul-de-sac (Cul-de-sac)
Got the squad (Got the squad)
On my back (On my back)
See a weak nigga
I attack (I attack)
Bad

again
I'm not your friend

Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my cul de sac!

Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off my sac!
Get off

FEEL DE BLUES

Feel the Blues
Feel the Blues
Feel the Blues
Fuck yeah fuck
Yeah FUCK

I see cows
I see cows
I see cows
God oh god my god!

Cul de sac

It's the last cul de sac
One house left standing
Look at that little house
Thinking it's abandon

But theres a party going on inside
If you now how

call that natural
They hit us with a cul de sac
Hit us with a cul de sac
Yo, stop talking shit and ask who you're friends with
Your daughter suffers more

Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac   
Yoppa' gone fire out

Bussin' back
Sliding through all the neighborhoods and all the Cul-de-sacs
You hear me banging all on the radios and social plats
That only means a nigga

Tell me why you walk like that
We gon' have to run that back
Going round in circles like we in a cul de sac
We got chemistry you see when we interact

Temptation Greets You Like Your Naughty Friend

Arctic Monkeys

Brianstorm

2007

I don't ever want to hate you
So don't show me your bed
The only roads are cul-de-sacs
The first thing that she said

Temptation, greets you

street, not a cul-de-sac
And if I threw my heart and made a pass
Would your hands reach out when I said "Catch"
Don't wanna be another one that you throw

like it's a cul de sac 
I want big rocks buss it tick toc
Brand new wrist watch make yo bitch hot 
I need all of that damn near more than that 
My niggas

wish that I could shut them off
But everywhere I glance around, every surface of this town
You know, you know

But I'll miss all the little cul-de-sacs

(Yeah)
Bike rides and cul de sacs
With my boys never going back
Lemonade stand on my front porch
I got the ice for your drink when the sun scorch

Minimum wage can't pay rent
Somebody make it make sense
Gimme a full life, don't distract
Runnin' same circles 'round a cul-de-sac
Graduate 18 get

On the cul-de-sac, hope nobody comes looking
Hey, little heartache, turn us on the highway
Let's get into trouble, you make it look good
Hey young lover, let's live

(your head)
I got a trap house mansion
In the fuckin' cul-de-sac (Uh)
And I'm peeping out the peephole
AK with the shoulder scrap (grrow, grrow)
Had