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like this
If you just give me a reason,
I'll fight this
Old bitch all by myself, yeah I Risk like P!nk I
Ain't talkin' the virus
Conjunctivitis
Here

Wasted Time

Micky & the Motorcars

Ain't in It for the Money

2004

phony they talk a lot

I come from home from work with nothing to do

But sit around here fighting with you

Where you chew my ass, I kept it all inside

Mach five
Stop by
See what I've been working on
You know the location my vocation is a work of art
Paint it
Pastels hang aloft
The fancy fireplaces

make a brutha feel warm, yeahhh
Beauty by design, she's always on my mind

'Cause a Rose still grows in the Ghetto
Yes, a Rose still grows around the way

on
The 'Gram that's postin'
Pics and ain't moved from the porch (Hah)
Don't tell me what your net worth (Don't)
Don't tell me how the net work (Nah)
And how

all in town
I plan to join them later
But my blues are still around

Don't wanna waste my time on crying
Things that you say won't tear me down

to drive foreign's
Look
Ayo Dom I done figured out why these men hurt (Why?)
Cuz they idols embracing the kid and my pen work
Every time he flowing he unload

out throwing bo's at your section
Apply the sleeper hold just
In time for elections
Talking heads tap the side of
They nose as it grows
Catch a tiger by

We Can't Make it Here

James McMurtry

Childish Things

2005

our jobs today
No I hate the men sent the jobs away

I can see them all now, they haunt my dreams
All lily white and squeaky clean
They've never known

If you were still around,
You'd tell me I'm different, since the last time you called me out
I'd put you down, 
I'd tell you it's a waste of time

One Sign

Galleon

So I Begin

2003

One sign
I'll be back on beyond for your life
I'll give you my heart and my mind
But I do not waste so time

One sign
If you want I can work

Crooked Jack

Seven Nations

Road Kill, Vol. 1

1998

your days
Then by working down a hole

I was tall and true all of 6 foot 2
Til they broke me across my back
By a name I'm known that is not my own
For

Window to Space

Redemption

Redemption

2003

[m. van Dyk: l. Boyarsky]

There's a kid who sees the world
A selfish kid: a good kid: a good kid
By his own means he knew the price of life
By his

I wake up every morning and I go to work by nine
When my friends ask me how I've been, I tell them I've been fine
I don't say how I miss you and how

see her I don't have on my blinders
And maybe next time I'm lookin
Life would treat me kinder

Yeah I'm lookin' for lookin' for lookin' for that one

escape, uh
Prayin' for my niggas, the space in my grave
The men without truth become
Enslaved to the lies
Happy in the shades sunbathe but at times

like a g.o.d, baby tryna hit finesse plays ain't gone work on me, the way I'm talking got her eyes glazed like ""yes my king, ""first time in her

We were heroes by God's hand, brothers on this sea of sand 
We all lived as dreamers must, into his quietness we'd turn to dust 
We dreamed

nights, For peace and tranquil starry lights
My will is writ across the stars, Until his will takes you apart

After Arabia... We'll thank God our work is

on our backs, our bodies burdened on the rack 
A heroes' fate to fight crusade, forever battle, blood and blade 

Death my servant on the road, as all men

to give you praise
Saying you are worthy
For my life may you get gain of souls of men
For saving me for using me
Get the glory GOD
Get glory

Hallelujah

find no action inside my mind
All my rhymes go flat
How many are gonna die while I iso rap?
Men killing women, Whites kill Blacks
And running society

of sweat and blood
As I work to make a living
So I believe love  

And on days when there is darkness
I'll keep searching for the light
In times we have

Wake Up 



Verse

Daily we be tryina get by - -

At times it's like, “man I think I'm losing my mind” - - 

I've got to find, lanes and opportunity,