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Crime Pays

Young Buck

T.I.P.

2005

ain't got it, you can't cancel the bill collector
Coulda been did your rump, put your family in the middle
But I chose to be a man and keep it on that

gon'
Pass it or pop it
I still got a ratchet, a mask in the closet
Nigga

Ayo, I copped the Beamer with low mileage
I heard bein' broke by
People don't

Get Away

Mustard

The Ghetto

2017

That's the way a nigga feel, that's the way I feel
Should I hop up on the jet or should I stay and chill?
I took my girl to Hawaii 'fore I pay the bill

finished school
Like ay
I'm a country soul I'm a city jewel
Put on crunchy roll in your living room
I got 9-tales i can spit for you let me spray
All my

orange
On the palette
Big bills
Big ballot
Country going through some thangs
Got Republicans saying: God Bless America!
Democrats beat their chests

Long week, pissed off might can’t take it
Rent due, bills too, might don’t pay it
Still in the club though, both chains hanging
Drinking my drink, no

living in a war zone
I feel like I can represent my generation so much because I honestly did not care Whether if I live or die
But now I cannot die
I

on a clappen but they don't clap on
House looks like where the Amish live
There's really no point to pay the power bill
Cause every light in the house is blown

boarding
Flying out the country, I’m exploring
Had to take me a trip, I was touring
Not with all the beef, fuck the warring
In the hills, the whole house

I solemnly swear
They keep them slugs in the air
Until they murder me
Shut down the government
Revelutionaries be lovin' it
Clinton flee the country

Then you're not paying attention
Are we all trapped in
Some crazy fifth dimension?

Bureau of Justice run by a crazy man
Who gets an A+ 
Rating from

too hot by noon
Where we getting it in you know we getting done
Taught to stand our ground
You know we packing them guns
We love our country
Kneel for

off your ass and get a bag
Make sure your mindset
Whether you from the country the trenches
You know them projects
People loosing they lives in them

to get rich
By a show of hands
Who know I'm the wave in this bitch
L's up from the cradle to grave in this bitch
And twenty one gun salute all K's in this

the trauma see red in my eyes
striped like the flag in the country of lies
Numb to my death so feel I feel so alive
Seeking my scars so there's nothing to hide

you usin' fraud bibles? Ham, n***a, that's the lame sauce
Use to put them bills in the pot, I scrub the face
Swear this CPN a have you in the hills, in

or whoever get em in the club free
Buy her new outfit for the club every weekend
But still stay with her mama, struggle to pay her phone bill
Addicted to that

adrenaline rush kick in from smoking propane
They call it gas
If you gotta ask
By any means, the slogan, get to the bag
Another dead body, that's another toe

And Troy Davis had to pay the bill 
Rung up by a policeman who shot to kill 
His brother as he beat a homeless man
I ask you how is this Godu0027s plan?

out on my devil shit
Metal for bullies and opps heckle and blow out yo top
Can’t be trapped in no box
But blinded by glitter and gold still won't take

I got fright to return to the country that I come 
from
cause the place that my headspace be in, be a 
bomb one
elevated, energized, I radiate it
put

Yell Fire

Spearhead

Instant Live: The Fillmore - San Francisco, CA, 11/2

2005

never see the horror
Spend it all today and we will bill you tomorrow
Three piece suits and bank accounts in Bahamas
Wall street crime will never send

Ballad of the Devil's Backbone Tavern

Todd Snider

Happy to Be Here

2000

Old Miss Virgy tended bar at this shack out in the hills
It never made her any money boys but paid of all her bills
Now she must have been 80 years

Ain't no discussion 
My body clean 
They got me thinking my shit corrupted 
Better safe than sorry 
Than have my life interrupted 
Bill came in the mail