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This Could Be Anywhere

Dead Kennedys

Frankenchrist

1985

Cold concrete apartments
Rise up from wet black asphalt
Below them a few carcasses
Of the long gone age of privacy

It takes a scary kind

so bad every night you get shit faced
No need to drink anymore cause Jonah's back
The only white Jonah for the last time I'm not black
Leap in for

I cut another tree down to pass the time
While I watch a lifetime pass me by
Looking back on old days, glassy-eyed
Watching years go, like my

that'll cool yall off real nice. I bring to you a dynamic duo. They go by the name The PA System and they just got a few things they want you to do today

And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now

thoughts, and I'm answerin' lines
MC drastic measures, master rhymes, blastin' lines

I know my brain, barrel of time, brand new forefather's son
And as I

the laughter couple jake niggas for the cheese they will Chatter
Getting outta line we just serve em ona platter and uhhh we working on the goal
Clean step back

black sugar rose and sold a dozen a day
And still shop closed, I still duck potholes
The unbeaten road wasn't optimal but still like the optics though

if you nearly died
Rappers is quick to tell
You’re their backstory teary-eyed
Why? Like they maker for your shitty joints
Reel in the line and quit

Better bow and make a last request cause in a half-a-sec
You're Marie cntoinette with a flapping neck
cnd you bet your life I'm the last man standing

VERSE 1:
The battle line is drawn, it's all in black and white.
Hope is pulling forward, can feel it from behind, it's time.
It's time to make

by too long
Words-black on grey
Drained the colours away from the strains of your song

Hey, back to the start
Struck so wide eye'd, love
Hit me hard,

Heart cold, I sit in apathy, create a line, yeah fine, ignite the gasoline
Bestowing all my misery, panic struck, you're fucked, cleansed by kerosene

throw shade I'm not no shadow
Black Rap God with a fucked up afro
Put me on LUPÉ like Fiasco
Niggas getting smoked just like tobacco
I got the sauce just

Elaine had had mysterious dreams about being abducted and probed by not-so-cute E.T.’s. 
Now thirty-five and finding herself hurtling through the cosmos in

You can't turn off the lights this time; Morning has come
And I don't know about you but I've been blinded by the sun
9 months of darkness, 20 years

and measure it in the wrong direction.

See the ruler would point down towards the ground as her own hair screams to be accepted upwards by the sun.

The same

the grease, burnin' candles in the teeth
Summoned by the killer who remembered the names of each
Southside cop killer queens
Circle the vehicle and squeeze

Tusk and Temper

Every Time I Die

Gutter Phenomenon

2005

of the black cloud groping a drunken teenage vow 
As saline drips from her prom dress, damp hands are desiccated 
There's a wolf at the window of the second

snitches sleeping with
The fish-eyed heathens stringing ‘em up
Now we’re first-stringing like Willie Beamens
Odds and evens, rhyme to reasons, winter
Spring

I want to be your baby, your angel all in black
Your little blue-eyed gypsy who's always got your back
Yodel-oh-oh-oh, yodel-oh-oh-oh
I want to be

and well in five layers of hell 
We have the God, the guns the government, my two gun-shells
And if you didn't get that joke by now
You'd better be a black

Wait a minute, hold up
I gotta spit this one to soothe my head
Call me an MC, Cause my ‘bidabida bass line bangs
And that's facts, do the maths,

(Ooh)
(枯葉のように朽ちてかないで)
(重力なんかに従わないで)

Have you ever tried climbing a tree 'cause, bruh 
You might like that
It's a one of a kind line of sight that