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with the crew ne Mazowe ka pa side
In these tough times man I keep the tears

Who got the fruit? Who got the juice for the loop?
Who got the boots for

As mighty as their creation seemed to be, still
It drowned their hopes to the bottom of the sea afflicted and torn by his mischief
Greg harvested the fruits

Camembert!

By every fruit bat in the eaves!

By George! By Jove! By Jeeves!

By Walking-Boot!

By Thermal Drawers!

By Canapes!

By Santa Claus!

By all his

civil rights 

Blood at the roots Blood in the land 
Blood on they boots Blood on they hands 
Blood on the leaves Blood on they feet 
Strange fruit

From the Past Comes the Storms

Sepultura

Schizophrenia

1987

It's a fight of d'warves strengthening the giants
They are sons of the same father, fruit of the same mother
All of them cry together in despair

But

of dwarves strengthening the giants
They are sons of the same father, fruit of the same mother
All of them cry together in despair

But what's heard is only

blows
Treasure by the tree troves
Hanging rare fruit so filled with golden nectar
Done good, you got a mouthful
Eatin’ til ya filled well
Hangin’ by

a paradigm
We reaching for heavens doors
With arms as short as the seven dwarves
Sitting by the reservoir
Explore my soul
Shepherd this light in a dormant

on her wall like she aint gotta move
Ferragamo boots, I’m kickin shit like Cristiano got all types to choose
I’m so specific got Pacific bitches by

Puss in boots (Puss in boots o!)
Fly you out and then feed you some island food (Island fruit o, oh oh)
Up in the clouds thats my level (Oh oh oh)
Queen

fruit
I walk pass the cop with the deuce in my boot
Pillow talked to a bitch is you kidding me?
What you gon do when you really run into me?
Nothing
Keep

On your deep dish bitch
When you peep this shit
You get disembodied
Team boot the fruit
Stand tall like you're Groot
Im about to pop off like a parachute

boots
I call a limousine and bitch inside of it
She like the way I talk, and she knowin' what I mean
Take her on the vacay, she's not callin' by my name

I Can't Help Myself

Moloko

Do You Like My Tight Sweater?

1995

to impress
I put my tongue 
In my trouser press
I got the toots, baby 
You got the fruits
Fruit got the loot, lady 
You got the boots
Don't be a mook

house stake house fruit loops yea
More loot I got me the boot ay ay
On straps on packs what you know about that yea
Check my wrist wet like vvs chain ay

Lord Chancellor's Nightmare Song

Todd Rundgren

Todd

1974

by treating retailers as
Though they were all vegetables;
You get a good spadesman to plant a small tradesman
(first take off his boots with a boot

Birthing Strange Fruit from our mouth till DNA updated
Hip hop been whitewashed because it's harder to control the black mind
Roll up this player piano paper

and Hearst they thinkt hey got us.
Do they got us?

//Newsies//

NO!

//Jack//

Even though we ain't got hats or badges,
We're a union just by sayin so!

"42"

Rae Sremmurd

SR3MM

2018

Making that bitch look cute (cute)
Picking these cars like fruit
Picking these girls like fruit
Super sweet for a spa day, and I wan' fuck a masseuse

THE LIGHT SHINE THROUGH YOUR BOOTS

IF YOU’RE LUCKY YOU WILL KNOW YOU BY YOUR FRUITS

TAKES SOME WORK—TAKES SOME SWEAT—TAKES SOME COURAGE—YOU MIGHT NOT GET

Bring 'Em Home Safely

Chubb Rock

The One

1991

screamin no blood for oil
Groups of recruits get fitted for troop boots
While business suits shoot hoops eatin fruit loops
Yo I don't understand

I be in my feelings when I wake up every hoe used to diss me 
Fuck her good pull off her lacefront
By the ocean look out window view might buy

Outside with the goons
Outside by the two's
Outside with the loot (yuh)
Outside off the boot
Outside with coupe (yuh, yuh)
Outside off the loot

pero Americano my boots
This ain't Dora the Explorer but I'm by your side like Boots (I'm by your side)
What we gon' do with this day that was made (Huh)