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listening to the radio wena heard ya song ana thought who recorded the vocal 
No sense of melody Gargaling Hennessy 
Gassed by the squares Inya circle 
Fuck

less than thirty Habesha then
It's multiplied now by tens of thousands
How cycles repeat when we reach the Southend
We were forced here, now we can't

Well, I heard that girls from Illinois
Never go for southern boys
Cause we were raised by hands we never held
That didn't stop our first hello
Your

Made mistakes 
I've been done wrong 
That's the reason I stick to the songs
Still on the DND since way back when
Put trust in the fam not friends 

I

just damage my head
Want get out of the crib, i can"t get out of bed
Can"t write a song, it makes me so mad
My city so small and country not suit
No, i

of eight to survive
I love being Nuyorican
And no matter what the islanders might say that I am
I know I am defined by blood
Not language, image, beach,

Imma tell you all if you want
Want more than you come
I'ts more than a song I was born in the sun
June 21 day I fall from my
Mum there's more where

I'll tell y'all what I know in
A rap song or two
What I've been thinkin' cause I'm
Jaded to my core
There is amour in my stomach
As hard as a stone i

sure it's right. 
Happy Birthday Son! I can't wait until tonight.  
The tablecloth is set - with balloons hung by the stairs 
Thoughts and prayers

And Bob's your uncle but you worry about your country
I don't take molly, I take lil' rocksy and my daughter
Out to get chiffon dresses from the shopping

a radical thinker with a radical mind
trapped in confusion like a legalised crime

being hit by my partner and the enemy at the same time
so try to clarify

Between the shifting shadows
In the no-man's zone
There's a bar at the end of the road
Some poor country music
One or two Sixty's songs
This is

shoulda's string together like
The trappings of a sad old country song

Well, it'd be an uphill fight
Long days and lonely nights
Just a game I'm bound

my words are ammo
All the trapping shit is giving me the hump like a camel
1247 gigs, 62 countries, they said I wasn't big
They said I wasn't relevant

country song

Nurses tuck her in, tell her they love her 
But you can't fix a grieving mother

At the old folks home
People askin' when they're gonna go

careful just in case

It's way too long
Still be caught with a weighted gun
I don't care if you hate this song
Man, it ain't my fault you were raised

How Quickly Your Heart Mends

Courtney Marie Andrews

Sounds of the New West: The Class of 2016

So go on and forget
Act like we've never met
Leave with your new friends
How quickly your heart mends

The jukebox is playin' a sad country song

I used to wonder what they meant
By walking the floor
Now there's grooves under my boots
And I don't wonder anymore
All those simple country

so
I gotta be this street, my ride or die gotta repo-d
So ‘til I cross to the other side this song will be my peak hole
Beast ass negro, whole country

obscured by the smoke and smog that fills the sky. The chain gang marches through the streets of London. As the tower bells ricochet off the cobble stone

of a different world
Aw, she's a good ol' girl

She'll take a camp fire over candles
Yeah, she drinks beer so you can keep champagne
She knows all them songs

Come all you jolly skinners, and listen to my song,
There are not many verses, it will not detain you long.
It's concerning some young fellows who

Merchants of the Blood Trade

Hell Within

Asylum of the Human Predator

only terrorist spawn
The blood crusade is on
A fool is at the helm
The idiot-pilot of the killing machine
Make god and country proud

Each step

Romance

Kitty Carlisle Hart

The Desert Song; New Moon

2002

Romance, a play boy who is born each spring
To teach the nightingale to sing
A very pretty song: "I love you".

Romance, a legend on an old