We sail tonight for singapore,
We're all as mad as hatters here
I've fallen for a tawny moor,
Took off to the land of nod
Drank with all »
Singapore
Rain Dogs
by Tom Waits
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believe in stiff lips and stiff collars
They're speaking deals in English
But they're making deals in dollars.
They're breaking up an empire
Nobody's buying »
Another Piece of Red
Mondo Bongo
by The Boomtown Rats
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She don't dream of spring in Paris
Jettin' off to Singapore
She just needs a quarter tank
To get her to the grocery store
She don't buy fillet »
Poor Girls Dream
The Long Way Home
by Terri Clark
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lets go
I'll be a South Side nigga till I rot
Even though I got the yacht in the million dollar bot
Superman armor on the '69 drop
0ut of every 70 »
Survival
Rotten Apple
by Lloyd Banks
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with some hottest sumthin terrible
ayo red c'mon
Verse 1(shortee red)
Playin skelly's red scully, bread belly it's the million dollar kid
Shortee »
Sumthin' Terrible
Michael Bivins Presents the Adventures of the Biv 10 Pee-Wee All-Stars
by The Biv 10 Pee Wee All-Stars
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let's go
I'll be a South Side nigga till I rot
Even though I got the yacht in the million dollar bot
Superman armor on the 69 drop
Out of every 70 »
Survival
Rotten Apple [Clean]
by Lloyd Banks
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fuck with my metaphors
Canin MC's like they in Singapore; Klep been through more wards
than Humphrey Shore, put together catchin leathers »
Oh My Lord
Conspiracy
by The Notorious B.I.G.
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seemed tempting
They were deceive, what they were promised, was never received
I cock aim, squeeze the gun at M.C.'s
Not for a dollar, not for the fame »
Last Drink
No Said Date
by Masta Killa
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