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Snake in the Grass

Waka Flocka Flame

Flockaveli

2010

like John Stark
Forty nights, forty days no Noah's ark
If we was livin' in water I'd be a shark
I'm in the front, you in the back, like Rosa Parks

Overpowered by Funk

The Clash

Combat Rock

1982

slashing cause it ain't the way, the T.A. blew forty mil' they say
We threw it down by night and they scrubbed it off by day
OK tourists, picture frame,

Sing to me like the wind by the water, open up your gates
I can smell the sweet marijuana drifting from the muddy banks
Time alone with you's so hard

Deepcdid
On the beat
By the way

I'm
Looking for
An escape
Get lost
My way
I just
Wanna play
Do it
All day

I'm bout
To catch a 
Vibe
We bout
To do

all muddy
Learn to re invest while I'm in my 30s
Plan for when I reach n I hit my 40s
No time for bullshit like I'm in my 50s
Say I still fuck like I'm

lean in to kiss me, I could see it cross her face
And I knew I could never prove what she wanted me to say


At night, I-40 in the distance glowed

See as I day grind, grind, grind for you my love
No do gra, gra for me, oh why
You for dey whine, whine, whine for me, my love
Beauty sent from above

I saw you in the back of my show last night
Standing underneath the exit sign
I know it wasn't really you though
Cause you were always in front role

Frankie and Johnny

Bing Crosby

Bing Crosby Kraft Shows, Vol. 1

1999

But he done her wrong!

One night Frankie happened to pass by the hotel,
Just casually glanced into a window so high,
And who did she see but her

900 Blame a Nigga

The Luniz

Operation Stackola

1995

One nigga did the dirt, but the blames on the whole crew
I feel like O.J., and Rodney
A little mayo, but still don't be havin'
No happy days like

he stayed with
His 40 that day he ain't carry nun
I wish he was here with me
I wish he was listening
When I told him keep his head up
It's crazy he got

catch up (Haaa)
Came from the hard knocks
A nigga didn't have shit (I ain't have shit)
Raised by my pops, not my moms
I'm still a bastard (I'm still

In on em in on em day and night I'm going 
In on em in on em day and night I'm going
In on em in on em day and night I'm going 
In, In, In, In, In,

Ayyyy we got 40 minutes in and out we gone hit that spot.
Growing up we was thought to get it bitch we had to trap.
Them niggas only talk that shit

die? No, the poor man lived

Let me tell you something that I know
The coal man got run
Over by the five-fourty-four
It cut off his arms and it crushed

I don't got time for this bullshit (word), loose lips
I ain't ever playin' by your rules, kid (word), ayy (word)
Back then, didn't have

different angles
I can do it with yo bitch
And with my Phase One
Shout out to the day ones
Love for the ones that stuck by
Through some hard times
These some

I never thought so much about my days of sin
Just what to do next, but I never could begin
And now I'm sitting here alone and lost and cold...
Just

Pinky rings holding stones
I think I could hold my own
Feeling like a Corleone
Go and prick the finger
Taking 40's to the dome
Probably how I lost my

Night Job

J. Cole

Night Job

2015

to Selassie, I'm zonin'
I'm on my night job

Got old niggas tryna bite cause they can't capture
The feeling from days 'fore the game passed 'em
Niggas out

Out here in Cali, we shine so bright
Wear shades at night, cause we blinded by the lights
Poppin' thizzles like they vitamins, I'm talkin' one a day

and Jacob in the motherland
I'm Moses posin' against the king freein' his people
I'm Babylon tryna reach God by buildin' a steeple
I'm the strongest man

the bullshit
Niggas know I'm with the bullshit
You know I'm with the bullshit

Forty days, forty nights
If I ever lose a muthafuckin' fight
You in

Bet ya spin the lil block shawty
Got the stick and that bitch
Shooting forties
When I'm sleep at night
I see me in a Rarri
Want it now
I aint even gonna