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by the streets and my brothers
Steady breaking rules and wildin in the summers

Back in '06 man, i seen my first murder
Shot the homie over bread and I

Indigo using these stepping stones

To break the mold

Head heavy the Crowns made of gold

Thirteen steps to ascend death

My debt paid in full

Adjacent

We drove to the mountains for the long weekend
Plaid and leather. September weather.

I tagged along on your family get-away
Miles of pine. Gold Land

has shown us (uncle joey)
By turning stone to bread
So we all must lend a helping hand

(carol)
We are the world we are the children
We are the ones

Please don't say goodbye
Ocean view at Delano
Chocolate covered strawberries in your bath robe
Joes Stone Crab your favorite spot
Bring the whole family we

Here Comes Your Man

Samiam

Where Is My Mind?: A Tribute to the Pixies

1999

Outside there's a box car waiting
Outside the family stew
Out by the fire breathing
Outside we wait 'til face turns blue
I know the nervous

him a box
Now that's a nicking
Watch covered in stones like the chicken pox
But this shit ain't contagious
I know you wish it was
Cut from a different

On n'est pas de la même famille
Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis

Oh no, we're in a recession
Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg

Blizzards spittin' I'm so cold
Fassies get exposed by my snub nosed flow
My 12-gauge frays at close range
And make you levitate
Like David Blaine, it ain't no

Force fear to escape fuck the greats
They were only favored by the famous
And because the famous favored them
It made them infamous
So remember this, if

the
Streets as was dying in the booth
They'd be nobody left
Stop with dishonesty man
All my home-boys locked up
Everybody who's lost a family member
Keep your

I miss my nigga Harlem, Black, Shites, and Mo' Blind
They with me in the spirit, tell me Bugs is gon' be fine

We was making plays like Belichick by

There just something about this small town
Where generations of blood are carved in stone
Yeah, that's where I belong

Smiling face at the fillin'

Mismosh

The Former Fat Boys

Rocky Loves Emily

unchecked,
it was our families slain
show America some respect
and I'll show you the same

this song is the release of all my frustration
to say pishposh

Berry body dressed in linen by Armani
Steppin' out the Scaglietti, smellin like Miyake
Me I play the Brera, that's Alfa Romeo
Never seen St. Tropez, but I

And by the time we've done our job
You'll feel as good as new
Welcome to the House Of Madam White

Who's got a bloody nose?
Who's got a crooked back?
Who's

were warm
And even in leaving you trusted your wisdom
No panic of death clouding over your days
You shared with your family that sweet love of living

of payola scrawl
In stone what should be optional
To feed ya to the foaming jaws
Of monopoly masters.

The lords of hypocrisy
Legislate morality
Orchestrate

of payola scrawl
In stone what should be optional
To feed ya to the foaming jaws
Of monopoly masters.

The lords of hypocrisy
Legislate morality
Orchestrate

sticks and stones
Only let you know about whoever's doin' the throwin'
Dudes is far from what they pretend to be though
I done fired a few shots and got

about y'all gangs
I'd rather face this shit alone
I'm chipping bones
My right hand is Excalibur sticks and stones
Lift the chrome 50m is the caliber shit

with a spliff and some espresso
To be fully flourished by 21 is something special SOS
If stress show up, leveled head is essential
And I'm dressed

Swamp Yankee (Reprise)

Grayson Hugh

An American Record

2010

By the mooncussers
Methodist deacons
Them turkey buzzards
Grew a family
Of his own
Put down roots
In a field of stone

He ain't no punk (ain't

First comes the family, animation comedy
Then reality kicks in
That's when the drama beat
Queue in suspense, will he live? will he DIE
Romance,