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O'Malley's Bar

Nick Cave

Murder Ballads

1996

I am tall and I am thin
Of an enviable height
And I've been known to be quite handsome
In a certain angle and a certain light 

Well I entered

Cyanide, gotta keep a bottle by my bedside
Solved all my problems but I lost all my pride
Roadside, dumped me off and left me at the roadside
Turning

greater

This a message to ma savior
Ma maker, ma breaker
The one who holds ma head up as soon as i face a failure

God help me I'm lost
Torment will never

the fuck you even come around
I'm antisocial
Just leave me alone
I'm good on my own
I'm in my own zone
My head high
My eyes low
Just to get by
We sold dope

Hands of a Dead Man

Master P

The Ghettos Tryin to Kill Me!

1994

first time in jail nigga gone need some friends 
By the way youngster what's your name 

You can call me killer on the streets its the dopeman

No justice no peace
It’s been one too many
Need justice to be served to just us
All lives can’t matter till black do
Tired of funerals & candle light

going crazy
I'm going crazy
My milk in her mouth cause she act like a baby
She want my bottle all in the Mercedes
Addicted to dick like it's crack it's

From the Bottle to the Bottom

Kris Kristofferson

Singer/Songwriter

1991

the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
Learnin' hard to live with losin' you
You wonder if I'm better off
With freedom now to do the things I choose
With

But I run it up by any means



Mama told me gotta run a check up 

Been at the bottom hope i'm next up 

Message in a bottle need the treasure 

Yeah

place broken bottles in your geraniums
sabotage your gardening tools.
And I live down the end of your road.

By day I am a real estate gentleman.
I deal

wanna know scottie thats self esteem highly
If you don't believe it then tell me who will yeah
Long live bando i'm trynna swim in mill
Ain't trying

up
I'm sick as influenza say my name and watch em tense up
Anger pent up like Pazienza
Ten hut! smack ya friends up you gon end up in a wet cement

Every night I hot-box in the driveway
Trapped inside my mind, I don't know how to clear my headspace
So I try to numb it, downing bottles till they

rolling blunts in the back 
I'm just going to tell it like it is, ex military never ever been a scary nigga staying on my biz
On the grind is how I live is

Drugs cars guns
Police hunt
Evidence none
Perfect heist
Sneaky mice
Better hide

Flying down the interstate
Blasting bass booming
Weaving traffic in

On my scooter 
Stopped by the feds
And back in the day 
I would've hopped that fence
But g I don't care 
About check
Coz I do check mates
And this life is

Gas in my tank I'm a no limit solider
Smoke it by the eight yeah I'm no longer sober
Feeling hot head and my heart got colder
I'm Ludacris move I

Secret Indictment

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

strikin like lightning in the fast lane
Introduced to the crack game by nigga Jermaine
And get your scratch man
The gats came, the leather gloves and ski

it
The life I had still feels too vivid
But life is free
And for you, I will choose to live to it
Your message of hope, in song I'll sing it
In heaven

at life
I'm grateful to be alive
Another day I will fully embrace
So I live each moment in a special way
Today is the present a.k.a. a gift
And that is why

Detain my father, 
His papers in order
He just tryna live, ay, yea
Hire my mother 
And then you extort her
She just tryna live, ay, yea

We rushed

Here I am a little young boy
Living as babe alone
I've just turned 14 years young
Old enough to hear the call
I grew up in a french town
By the name

Here I am a little young boy 
Living as babe alone
I've just turned 14 years young 
Old enough to hear the call
I grew up in a french town 
By

heart than see it cracked
Injured by the other's hand!
I'm that fucking same guy but you have changed
I've became that man who live straight to point