Don't believe in fate, I believe in bad luck
All the stories told art so trumped up
Wanna know why i'm so fucked up
Now you wanna know the reason why »
Rage
Something's Gotta Give
by Agnostic Front
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Mac Minista in defense of the honorable Snoop Dogg
The anti-player has filed and submitted
An alpha-davit in the Game Court
With trumped up charges »
Game Court (Skit)
Tha Last Meal [Clean]
by Snoop Dogg
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love you darlin'
No matter what you do
Now listen closely baby
I'll try to change my ways
Don't go kickin' up trumped up troubles
Worry all my »
I Could Cry
In My Younger Days
by Junior Wells
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My knees feel weak as I'm dragged from the dock
My poor mother's screams numb me with shock
One by one, they lock us all away
Trumped up charges is »
Justice
Hail the New Dawn
by Skrewdriver
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seeking truth
Six, Blue, the disciple seeking goodness
Seven, Indigo, the artist seeking beauty
This may sound like a bunch of trumped up words
But we »
The Seven Rays
City in My Head
by Utopia
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in my heart
That I can tear the grass apart
That I can look into a new arrival of yesterday
Seeing is not believing
All the trumped-up faces »
Dirty Windows
Godzhunheit
by The Godz
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wardrobe
And how much it was out-dated
And how this trumped-up family thing
Was vastly over-rated
Her kids both turned against her
And they took »
Death by Misadventure
Riding with the King
by John Hiatt
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these trumped up towers
They're just golden showers
Where are people supposed to live?
You can arm yourself, alarm yourself
But there's nowhere you »
Gimme What You Got
The End of the Innocence
by Don Henley
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on trumped-up charges
Hundreds on the streets
The future of our villages
Sown with bitter seeds
And hatred starts to rumble where there was no hate before »
1984
Vengeance: The Independent Story [Abstract]
by New Model Army
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trumped-up excuses as he told mom
- "I'm safer here with you" »
The Ballad
Pennybridge Pioneers
by Millencolin
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culture course.
But I can't save nothing but world cup drumming.
And I polish it every day.
It's war I tell yer, on fortune-tellers.
On trumped-up »
World Cup Drumming
My Pain and Sadness Is More Sad and Painful Than Yours
by Mclusky
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Your number's come up, honey
And so has my cock
The chips are down
And so are your wet panties
You came up trumps babe
When I came up your ass »
Thank Your Lucky Stars
Thank Your Lucky Stars
by Whitehouse
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or I'ma kill the bitch." Sudden twitch to the roll of the wheel, trained steel stained blue puts punk on the wall for some trumped up call from precinct »
Supreme
Liquid
by Recoil
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they had a kangaroo court for the playas
And how dem suckas is out there with trumped up charged on E-40
Well, if you wanna judge the 40 water, bring him »
Mack Minister
Tha Hall of Game
by E-40
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Benz, Cartier tint lens, what?
I dig yo' steez, knock knees, trunk full
Body all lumped up, lifestyle Trumped up
Platinum blonde, hazel eyes chinky »
You Can Get It
Waterbed Hev
by Heavy D
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notes left in the pockets and coats
Of judges and juries from 'Frisco to Jersey
Threats and protests politicians mob debts
Trumped up charges »
Oh My God
Stay Human
by Michael Franti
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My goodness, my gracious, shell told a beat us with the fat blue racist
Hand full of aces, trumped up dumb trunk white wall paces
Drink till you »
We Rest n Cali
Doggumentary
by Snoop Dogg
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the good old games
That seemed to fill our days
Like a kiss, cuddle and torture and
I-spy, s-p-I-t in your eye
Those around me who came up trumps »
The Best Man's Fall
Cake
by The Trash Can Sinatras
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the good old games
that seemed to fill our days
like a kiss, cuddle and torture and
i-spy, s-p-i-t in your eye
those around me who came up trumps »
The Best Man's Fall [Rehearsal Tape]
Zebra of the Family: Demos and Debris
by The Trash Can Sinatras
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That has happened to me all night
Hey, you turned up trumps in your purple pumps
And a little bit of made to measure
With your shiny frock and your »
Dance Little Rude Boy
Reasons to Be Cheerful: The Best of Ian Dury
by Ian Dury
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squad be armed up, gotcha niggas' arms up
Who the fuck want what? Me and Bean's trumped up
Witcha town underseige, dillenger in your sleave
My gun »
4-5-6
Chyna Doll
by Foxy Brown
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gotcha niggas' arms up
Who the fuck want what? Me and Bean's trumped up
Witcha town under siege, Dillinger in the sleeve
If my gun jam, you niggas'll »
4-5-6
Chyna Doll [Clean]
by Beanie Sigel
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funkadelic, the crew was right
but if Malik will make ya smell it then tonights the night
for me to stay trump tight
up with my nigga Warren G »
What's Next
Regulate...G Funk Era
by Warren G
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Musty dead bodies and a catty bump, trump
Smellin' up the neighborhood lyin' in the bushes
Somebody had mo' mail than the rest of the pushers
Yeah, »
Mo' Mail
187 He Wrote
by Spice 1
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*repeat x3*
[Never]
We, smackin and stackin, packin, strappin, what's happenin? Rollin
Cruise-controllin, the fo' and Daynes swell up
Get the hell up »
Dollars Make Sense
I Want It All
by Kurupt
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