Search results for 'garment worker'

Readers of the Open Range

Sesame Street

Sing Along with Elmo and Friends

2007

wearing my International League of Garment Workers shirt, ahhh-heee!

Sung:
Vern: Sometimes we read right into town
To get some extra licks
We look around

may love
in love so that we may love

Garment Worker stitch us together
like you did the moon to the stars.
When I look at the heavens 
I see the work

That garments made by workers that don't have half the freedom
That you have
And it's purchase sends a message to the owners of corporations
That thought

That garments made by workers that don't have half the freedom
That you have
And it's purchase sends a message to the owners of corporations
That thought

Top lock at the trap like we in the apartments
Glocks in a bag I got sticks in compartment
Got workers on workers in different departments
Got

Respect My Conglomerate

Busta Rhymes

Back on My B.S. [Clean]

2009

conglomerate (uh, yeah, uh, yo)

Workers, bosses (bosses), Ferraris, Porsches
Dope fiends, nauseous, crack spot losses
Race track horses (uh), big meetings

conglomerate (uh, yeah, uh, yo)

Workers, bosses (bosses), Ferraris, Porsches
Dope fiends, nauseous, crack spot losses
Race track horses (uh), big meetings

Hmm hm hm oh oh ohhh
I have heard the song of the Healer
And I know that You'll do it for me
I have heard You're the miracle worker
Oh Lord You know

(Guami going stupid, Taylor)

White Margielas with the red spray paint
Looks like Andrew WK
Receipt like a 12th grade essay
Hard worker, I deserve me

Travellin' Man

DJ Honda

HII

1998

that half a pound
My garment bag I snatch it down
Ain't got the state but we could prob'ly run a blacker town
Scenarios like this is tear jerkers
For

Killah Hills 10304

GZA

Back to Back: Raw & Uncut

2008

bricklayin jobs in city parks
He's a loan shark, bitches raise a grand to a finger
In a garment that's stretched, got it sewn like Singer
'Cause all that

conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate
Just respect my conglomerate

Workers, bosses, Ferrari's, Porches
Dope fiends' nauseous,

parks
He's a loan shark, interest rates a grand to a finger
In the garment district, got it sewn like Singers
'Cause all that talk blasphemy
This kid

the world from the wives of MCs
these cats is paying more than half a pound
my garment bag'll snatch it down
Ain't got the skate, but we can probably run it

the same inside
I have a dream in time
we're walking through the gates with glass to shield the rays and garments chase
our steps as we embody faith
don't go

of the workers
That they want the same pants the mannequin just murdered
It's either, It's Ralph Lauren or what they wear at the circus
I'm gully'er every moment,

and got a headache on King Kong shit
Get kids ready, get myself ready, house is a mess, where do I get started
Reach for garments, can't be tardy, oh my God

leaches off me
I see the hate through the carties'
30 rounds poke out the garment
Hell cats on every charger
They don't wanna get me started
Yeah nah, they

leaches off me
I see the hate through the carties'
30 rounds poke out the garment
Hell cats on every charger
They don't wanna get me started
Yeah nah, they

Hmmmm
Jagun Jagun mi o (My Battle Fighter )
Yee

Verse 1: /2ce
God of wonders doing wondrous things
Mighty saviour saving mightily
Miracle worker

Glocks, hell naw, 1911s
Ima boss you a worker, lil nigga need extra
I step in Giuseppe's,ima real big stepper
Hot as a kettle and I drill in a Chevy
I spin