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Lord forgive me 
After all you blessed me with 
All you put me through I still got a bone to pick 
But I'm thankful 
Cuz 
Who else deserves praise

don't fit in, we're lost to the wind
What's it to ya

Those mile markers, one by one
Never ceasing, never done
Remind me of when long roads
Seemed less

a muthafucking knee for the name Shikaka! 
Got a feeling that’s unmatched when I blast and back down
Them bastards with ratta-tat-tats and blam blaows
The package

Tell me who is on the microphone
I'm Oatie of the Goaties
I propose I would like a bone
To edge off the dredge
I'm alleged to have sparked a joint

Time has come, nothing can change….

Lies soak you by the day, in your minds, bones and souls

Brainwashed slaves wander this earth



Bearers

zoo, Zoo Crew what it do, Do it for Mandela and 2Pacalypse those n****s knew
Swallowed by da white beast. murda is da 1st Degree

Ima Catch ah body,

all those bastards,bigots and bullies
And the 1 percent who rule the land
Lets bounce right up like a fist in their face
What a fucking disgrace

and on, and on

So long, it's time to say goodbye
Barely a man, now locked and loaded for the kill
Seats at the pub shall be denied
Taken by those who

Dem Crazy

Stephen Marley

Black and White [Clean]

2000

more
When the lights go out, it's gonna belong to the poor

[stephen marley]
Dem crazy, dem crazy
Just those crazy boys, right and tough

Chorus 2x:

guided by Facebook and Hey Google
You’ll absorb so much more about doing fine when you’re poor and being more careful and grateful and frugal
Maybe you’re

me

Ale, there!

Right, Mum!

Quick now!

God, that's good!

Nice to see you, dearie
How have you been keeping?
Cor, me bones is weary!

prophetically
Denouncing their gains, while they go sporting some jewelry
I'm tempted by style and duplicating tom foolery
But then I'd have to say those

minds are an empty shell
Few ever really scape this hell
Rise up and take the streets take it back from the rats and pigs
We'll let those bastards know

disappear just like a specter when we get to Mexico

"I can leave this life behind me," I'll be busy chasing skirts
Those poor bastards at the tables are

Empty the throne
Breaking bones for a city in prone
The guilt has grown
Yuh, and I can't shake it off
Distracted 'till I'm numb from soft drink 'till

salvation
Was determined from the start
For God's desire none be lost
Is deep within His heart

He took on flesh to be our
Perfect sacrifice for sin
For those

Beatem to da Floor

Three 6 Mafia

Da Unbreakables

2003

So this is what I'm a do man, you know what I'm sayin'
I'm a get each of you niggaz, you know what I'm sayin'
From the bay by the be -ball piece,

cheerleader
six months of Winter
with your junkie drawlin’ borin’ bastard friends
sure could use a pick-me-up tonight
sure could use
someone to pick

Intro:
To all those races, colors, and creeds.
Every man bleeds-for the countless victims and all their families, of the murdered, tortured,

No individuality, we're all clones. Robots made out of skin and bones[00:16.80]No individuality, we're all clones. Dumb people, smart

Hope the he'll cope with the broken bones
And stay strong 'till it blows over
And it will right? Answer me, don't kill quiet
Force fed hard to swallow

Late at night when my pen gon bleed
I look around what a friend gon need
A friend with weed is a friend in deed
We pick those sticks and we blend

Spacious Thoughts

Tom Waits

The Spirit of Apollo

2009

they grind,
The meat and bone of the mind.
We gather here on the block (spacious thoughts)
They key broke off in the lock.
I'll meet you down by

won't even bite ya
Throw my toy outside
And I will go
And pick it up

Man I feel so terrified
Of those evil eyes
And this trepidation
God damn I feel oh