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Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

ethnic culture they can plug a mike to.
The imperialists rub their hands in glee
As the slave-boy hunts out butt-ends in the garbage cans.
Is it any

Oh My God

Jay-Z

Kingdom Come

2006

dance with the devil please G-O-D.
Save me from The Black Parade, release me 
My life like Grand Theft Auto PSP 
I'm in the Volvo, puffin on the lala

for your download link
I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product

voice," like marriage and what'll follow
Came a long way from some damage on Grand Theft Auto
To NBA Arenas and standing right by your idols
We from

dear mama
My realness is my armor that I wear up in this boy
For truth your a decoy
Common Sense is like the future of the Bee-boy
I fall down

Soul Power

Common

Electric Circus

2002

dear mama
My realness is my armor that I wear up in this boy
For truth your a decoy
Common Sense is like the future of the Bee-boy
I fall down

A Puerto-Rican nigga name Moe, plus J-Kooly (My lil bro) he go by Saturn though
Yeah, I'm stepping out with the boys, looking like a unit (Ha-ha)
Dripping to hard

And now she choosing
And you gone came up as the one losing
The smooth criminal is out-muscling
Grand theft hustling
Black Ceasar, he done struck again

Too

State Vs Kirk Jones

The Guess Who

Black Trash: The Autobiography of Kirk Jones

2000

bangin' your chick [what you talkin' 'bout?]
Got your boys out the hood now they slangin' and shit 
I know you mad that's why you in court, turnin' on him

There Only Was One Choice

Harry Chapin

Dance Band on the Titanic

1977

This boy is staying acoustic 

There's Seeger singing in his heart 
He hopes his songs will somehow start 
To heal the cracks that split apart

Use a rubber if the bitch is on the pill, boy
The complete opposite of a kill-joy
Stick-ups, shoot-outs, hustling, I get ill
Boy niggas run up, they say

a back end boy, got pop out with that dog shit
I fuck these hoes and block these bitches off my call list
I ball with the same ones I used to fall with

down)
I came up and I ain't goin' back 'cause
It's a long way to go down
(Chinx, Chinx, Chinx, Chinx)
Play Grand Theft with your lady
(Your lady)

Grand Theft Auto

You should bring your girls, Come back to the crib
Got a spot in the Hills, Come fuck with the kid
We could go and smoke, Put some

Then feel free
My feeling’s all aside, my pride is deprived
By the ultimate prize I'mma get
When I see your suicide

like a taco
Taste like gelato
Fly in Colorado
Party like I'm El Dorado
Grand Theft Auto
Staccato is the motto
Thought this was Morocco
It's Chicago
Not

knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate

on me
I don't need no friends, I'm rich by my lonely
And your homies not really your homies
See your homies they really be police
Yea' your homies not

What's up guys, it's Quandale Dingle here
I have been arrested for multiple crimes, including
Battery on a police officer, grand theft, declaring war

I don't got time to be
Waisting time
You better fall in line or
Get away from mine
Cut you off if i don't
Feel your vibe
Trust cuz i'm going to be

make it
If when you make it you erase it
How many times you gotta make it
Before you make it
Why is this white boy
All over the track like he racing
Safe

the blues
Count it All Joy is the motto
Outside looking like grand theft auto
Gotta thank God for the way I was raised
It's a cold world, seen a lotta things

they want more
Drain ATMS then we go to the store
Pockets keep counting they run up the score
Come out to the whip I don't go to your door
Do a grand

they ask me
What I keep a pistol fo'? I say
Without it I feel naked as a stripper ho
Thats how it is when you was
Raised by some triple OG's
The first